“I’ll go first. Culus.” There was a pause. Maybe he hadn’t heard. Maybe he was shocked. Maybe he thought she was unhinged. And then his voice floated back to her. “Verpa.” “Cunuus,” she offered. Another pause. And, finally, more hesitantly. “Testes?” “Testes? Really? You chose testes?” Even though he couldn’t see her, she curled her lip in playful scorn. “You promised I would be appalled.” “I sincerely apologise”—the echo caught his breathlessness and magnified it, but she could tell he was amused—“for having disappointed you with my inadequate obscenities.” “I suppose I shall have to forgive
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