A whimsical, provocative romp through a woman’s life with penises.   Originally published in the anthology In the Flesh, edited by Lynne van Luven and Kathy Page, Brindle & Glass (2012). I didn’t know what to expect. Not a pale, soft snail curled on a taut peach (peach because of the cleft, though it looked more like a rubber ball, it was that exact dull pink, the texture rough).             Want to see? he said and pulled wide the waistband of his shorts.             We were sitting cross-legged, face to face in the white hammock under the guava tree. (White, under that old fruit tree? Wouldn’t there have been stains?)             Now show me yours, he said…