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"
Well
,
fuck
him
,
I
say
!
"
"
Justine
!
"
"
Shocked
you
that
time
,
did
n't
I
?
I
'll
bet
you
never
even
thought
I
knew
that
word
.
"
His
eyes
danced
.
"
Do
you
know
what
it
means
?
Tell
me
,
Jussy
,
go
on
,
I
dare
you
!
"
She
could
never
resist
him
when
he
teased
;
her
own
eyes
began
to
twinkle
.
"
You
might
be
going
to
be
a
Father
Rhubarb
,
you
prawn
,
but
if
you
do
n't
already
know
what
it
means
,
you
'd
better
not
investigate
.
"
He
grew
serious
.
"
Do
n't
worry
,
I
wo
n't
.
"
A
very
shapely
pair
of
female
legs
stopped
beside
Dane
,
pivoted
.
He
looked
up
,
went
red
,
looked
away
,
and
said
,
"
Oh
,
hello
,
Martha
,
"
in
a
casual
voice
.
"
Hello
yourself
.
"
She
was
an
extremely
beautiful
girl
,
a
little
short
on
acting
ability
but
so
decorative
she
was
an
asset
to
any
production
;
she
also
happened
to
be
exactly
Dane
's
cup
of
tea
,
and
Justine
had
listened
to
his
admiring
comments
about
her
more
than
once
.
Tall
,
what
the
movie
magazines
always
called
sexsational
,
very
dark
of
hair
and
eye
,
fair
of
skin
,
with
magnificent
breasts
.
