He does not.

Carolyn woke up shortly after George got dressed. She looked under her blanket and saw her new penis.

“George, it’s still there!” she cried.

George ran back into the bedroom.

"What do you want me to do about it?"

"I don't know you have one. What do you do with it every morning?"

"It's called morning wood. It will go away."

"Can you do the thing you do?"

"What? Another hand job?"

Carolyn shook her head with tears in her eyes. She was so confused. Clearly this was not normal but it did feel wonderful.

“Please do. Make it go down. It makes me look like an ugly freak.”

“Carolyn, you look gorgeous,” George said as he dropped to his knees.

"What are you going to do?"

"What do you think I to do?"

George leaned forward and opened his mouth.

"No," she shrieked.

"We have to get to work and it's the quickest way. Faster than masturbating."

"No. That would make you gay."

"You're my wife so it's not gay."

Carolyn was sure a man sucking a cock was the definition of a homosexual.