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Less than five hours ago, he’d pretended to be his brother and I’d held his penis in my hand. I’d stroked it for hootenanny’s sake! I’d given him a penis stroke under false pretenses. I should be running in the opposite direction. Instead I was girl-stupid for a guy who thought I was a brat.
“You’ve been thinking on my trouser department, haven’t you?”
“Fucking wanderlust bullshit issues? You mean, she likes to go hiking?”
“Sweetbutts,”
However, after seven seconds of dismayed stares and silence, I realized that maybe STD humor was lost on this crowd.
