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She
was
a
little
embarrassed
.
"
Well
,
you
know
,
when
you
were
so
great
singing
and
all
,
I
was
still
a
little
kid
.
I
sort
of
just
missed
you
,
I
was
the
next
generation
.
Honest
,
it
's
not
that
I
'm
goody-goody
.
If
you
were
a
movie
star
I
grew
up
on
,
I
'd
have
my
panties
off
in
a
second
.
"
He
did
n't
like
her
quite
so
much
now
.
She
was
sweet
,
she
was
witty
,
she
was
intelligent
.
She
had
n't
fallen
all
over
herself
to
screw
for
him
or
try
to
hustle
him
because
his
connections
would
help
her
in
show
biz
.
She
was
really
a
straight
kid
.
But
there
was
something
else
he
recognized
.
It
had
happened
a
few
times
before
.
The
girl
who
went
on
a
date
with
her
mind
all
made
up
not
to
go
to
bed
with
him
,
no
matter
how
much
she
liked
him
,
just
so
that
she
could
tell
her
friends
,
and
even
more
,
herself
,
that
she
had
turned
down
a
chance
to
screw
for
the
great
Johnny
Fontane
.
It
was
something
he
understood
now
that
he
was
older
and
he
was
n't
angry
.
He
just
did
n't
like
her
quite
that
much
and
he
had
really
liked
her
a
lot
.
And
now
that
he
did
n't
like
her
quite
so
much
,
he
relaxed
more
.
He
sipped
his
drink
and
watched
the
Pacific
Ocean
.
She
said
,
"
I
hope
you
're
not
sore
,
Johnny
.
I
guess
I
'm
being
square
,
I
guess
in
Hollywood
a
girl
's
supposed
to
put
out
just
as
casually
as
kissing
a
beau
good
night
.
I
just
have
n't
been
around
long
enough
.
"
Johnny
smiled
at
her
and
patted
her
cheek
.
His
hand
fell
down
to
pull
her
skirt
discreetly
over
her
rounded
silken
knees
.
"
I
'm
not
sore
,
"
he
said
.
"
It
's
nice
having
an
old-fashioned
date
.
"
Not
telling
what
he
felt
:
the
relief
at
not
having
to
prove
himself
a
great
lover
,
not
having
to
live
up
to
his
screened
,
godlike
image
.
Not
having
to
listen
to
the
girl
trying
to
react
as
if
he
really
had
lived
up
to
that
image
,
making
more
out
of
a
very
simple
,
routine
piece
of
ass
than
it
really
was
.
They
had
another
drink
,
shared
a
few
more
cool
kisses
and
then
she
decided
to
go
.
Johnny
said
politely
,
"
Can
I
call
you
for
dinner
some
night
?
"
She
played
it
frank
and
honest
to
the
end
.
"
I
know
you
do
n't
want
to
waste
your
time
and
then
get
disappointed
,
"
she
said
.
"
Thanks
for
a
wonderful
evening
.
Someday
I
'll
tell
my
children
I
had
supper
with
the
great
Johnny
Fontane
all
alone
in
his
apartment
.
"
He
smiled
at
her
.
"
And
that
you
did
n't
give
in
,
"
he
said
.
They
both
laughed
.
"
They
'll
never
believe
that
,
"
she
said
.
And
then
Johnny
,
being
a
little
phony
in
his
turn
,
said
,
"
I
'll
give
it
to
you
in
writing
,
want
me
to
?
"
She
shook
her
head
.
He
continued
on
.
"
Anybody
doubts
you
,
give
me
a
buzz
on
the
phone
,
I
'll
straighten
them
right
out
.
I
'll
tell
them
how
I
chased
you
all
around
the
apartment
but
you
kept
your
honor
.
OK
?
"
He
had
,
finally
,
been
a
little
too
cruel
and
he
felt
stricken
at
the
hurt
on
her
young
face
.
She
understood
that
he
was
telling
her
that
he
had
n't
tried
too
hard
.
He
had
taken
the
sweetness
of
her
victory
away
from
her
.
Now
she
would
feel
that
it
had
been
her
lack
of
charm
or
attractiveness
that
had
made
her
the
victor
this
night
.
And
being
the
girl
she
was
,
when
she
told
the
story
of
how
she
resisted
the
great
Johnny
Fontane
,
she
would
always
have
to
add
with
a
wry
little
smile
,
"
Of
course
,
he
did
n't
try
very
hard
.
"
So
now
taking
pity
on
her
,
he
said
,
"
If
you
ever
feel
real
down
,
give
me
a
ring
.
OK
?
I
do
n't
have
to
shack
up
every
girl
I
know
.
"
