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I was so embarrassed that I felt myself blush from head to toe. I didn't know what to say, because I was being serious and trying to act sophisticated. All I had done was make myself seem foolish. teenish. I said, "I heard some girls say it, and I thought that was what everyone called it."
John stopped laughing and hugged me close. He said, "I'm sorry, Sweetie. That took me by surprise and I couldn't help laughing. What the hell, that's as good a thing to call it as any. I'll tell you what, let's just get home and see what happens, okay?"
That made me feel a lot better, and I giggled and whispered, "Okay, but I don't think the gir ... woman is supposed to have to beg for it, is she?"
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