She hated herself as she did it,watched herself, listened to herself in horror, but she stillwent on. She would give her ten minutes, that was the magic time. 'I suppose I just got the wrong end of the stick. ' His accent wasmiddle-European-American; his voice was throaty, fairlylight.
'We did say one, didn't we?' she asked. Shedidn't have a boyfriend, she'd never even been to a properclub, she wasn't part of the cool lot at school. 'Tom, I just wanted to say I'm very sorry. 'What is it?' he said.
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