Yacoud  yare just too lazy

he raised his eyes to him

Mack come now ya can do better than that Disdain is colder bitterer

                                                                              Nah that aint cutting it either

Why do you insist . .

. . An persist Because its a load of crap Yacoud if ya put your mind Its like your very need to interruptsuddenly have your say because you have just enough time to say If I don say Ill forget then have your say

                                                                                                  Lazy Anya refuse to work at it make an honest effort Unfortunately typically whacomes out of your mouth isnt earthshaking or particularly memorable

Are you trying to hurt my feelings?

Truth hurts

I can’t do two things at once.

No Yacant

            Probably why ya havent participated in a menage a trois

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many children are raised in the throe and embrace of fantastic magical stories patiently read to them of kings queens princesses princes courts commoners witches woodsmen monsters and brave heroes

                                                                                         they have been raised on fast tides their imaginations senses pummeled by thrilling high waves from which there seems no safe harbor but which in the end submit  and again sea creatures peer happily from and bathe in bright crystal pools simmering in low tides

they have been raisedmore often that not  with happy endings

that was not odd

                 he didnt think happy endings had to end in childhood that childish things should be put down and put away because he was older

                              his curiositiesfascinations hadnt turned aside or were tamed they remained as vivid and stubborn

 

she asked but she didnt say

                                       And so, would you?

he liked her well enough and because he did he didnt want to be to offputting terse

                                                                                         I have a pet peeve Do you have a pet peeve or peeves

I’m sure I do but off the top of my head, just now, I can’t think of one. Why?

To preface the answer to your question

                                         Obviously I say what I thinknot to direct you or some say intimidate but rather I answer the question Im asking

                                  To your question would you

he couldnt read her quiet the fix of her mouth her eyes

                                                        he wouldnt want to play poker with her

he didnt press

he was content to ride the silence

he knew his answer was Yes

                               he didnt cared for her words terminology  his childhood fairy tales screwedup their faces he had to walk among them consoling them patting their heads There thereing them Its awright Things are dandy

 

You’re not going to say?

Regarding a rub an tug

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