It would be an understatement to say that I was surprised when my girlfriend informed me that she's a hermaphrodite. Twice we had sex in the three years we've been together. Neither time was I able to see much since she preferred absolute darkness. I do recall however an act that may be peculiar. As I had seen in myriad pornographic films, it was the man who should guide his own magic wand into the warm, damp hat to reveal the white rabbit. Yet both times she had brushed my hand aside taking responsibility for the package. Was I escorted past security, I've been asking myself.