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They
sat
on
the
couch
.
"
I
’
m
Hilda
,
"
said
the
19
year
old
.
"
I
’
m
Gertrude
,
"
said
the
22
year
old
.
"
I
’
m
Hank
.
"
"
We
thought
your
books
were
very
sad
and
very
funny
,
"
said
Gertrude
.
"
Thank
you
.
"
I
went
in
and
poured
3
vodka
-
7s
.
I
loaded
their
drinks
,
and
I
loaded
mine
.
"
We
’
re
on
our
way
to
New
York
City
.
We
thought
we
would
stop
by
,
"
said
Gertrude
.
They
went
on
to
say
they
’
d
been
in
Mexico
.
They
spoke
good
English
.
Gertrude
was
heavier
,
almost
a
butterball
;
she
was
all
breasts
and
ass
.
Hilda
was
thin
,
looked
like
she
was
under
some
kind
of
strain
.
.
.
constipated
and
odd
,
but
attractive
.
As
I
drank
I
crossed
my
legs
.
My
robe
fell
apart
.
