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"
You
fuck
,
"
Liza
told
me
,
"
with
the
enthusiasm
of
a
man
who
is
fucking
for
the
first
time
and
yet
you
fuck
with
a
lot
of
inventiveness
.
"
"
May
I
write
that
down
on
my
sleeve
?
"
"
Sure
.
"
"
I
might
use
it
sometimes
.
"
"
Just
don
’
t
use
me
,
that
’
s
all
I
ask
.
I
don
’
t
want
to
be
just
another
one
of
your
women
.
"
I
didn
’
t
answer
.
"
My
sister
hates
you
,
"
she
said
.
"
She
said
that
all
you
’
ll
do
is
use
me
.
"
"
What
happened
to
your
class
,
Liza
?
You
’
re
talking
just
like
everybody
else
.
"
We
never
got
around
to
dinner
.
When
we
got
back
home
we
drank
some
more
.
I
did
like
her
very
much
.
I
began
to
abuse
her
a
bit
,
verbally
.
She
looked
surprised
,
her
eyes
filled
with
tears
.
She
ran
to
the
bathroom
,
stayed
10
minutes
or
so
,
then
came
out
.
"
My
sister
was
right
.
You
’
re
a
bastard
!
"
