"I'll let you touch my stick, though," Cain said, and it was almost embarrassing how long it took for me to get what he was saying. “That was bad, even for you," I told him. "You really need to work on your lines." "That wasn’t a line, Aurora. There's not a girl who's been in this car who hasn't desperately wanted to touch my stick… wanted to lick it. You can do that too, you know. Might help you feel like you were getting in with the student population."
Banter>>>
