She tries real hard, and through all the razzing, she really really does.
Doesn't put the pocketknives on the front side of the table, and all, doesn't do that, a "good girl".
Contraceptive Sponge Worthy.
And I know further, though it rings silly, that if she and I had a thing, I'd be happy, but I hesitate to extend my throat like that.
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