She
calmly and patently re-stated that I was being
foolish and that if I really wanted
sex I should have done the sensible thing and confessed to Anna, whereby within a matter of hours every
eligible (and, knowing Anna, many uneligible)
hungry woman would be aware of my status, have weighed it over and by that night beyond a doubt four or five would have
contacted me expressing interest in some
hot and sweaty.
I fumbled and stammered, becoming inarticulate in appraising the scope of the new possibilities of this plan and became incapable of finding the words to tell her no, but I don't want it like that.
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