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.' I hesitated before plunging in. 'Does he watch you?'As her face froze, she coloured. And then she coloured some more.'Another drink?'She motioned t... rise. I swirled my glass. The ice clinked.'No, thanks. I'm driving.' I leaned towards her, lowered my voice and rasped. 'Auntie Vi, does the dirty, sad, wanking fucker across the road spy on you?'I knew she forbade bad language at her house, but, for once, she ignored it. Her shrug - cleverly echoing my own avoidance technique - caused her. She’d been thinking about it all day, and ultimately she decided she couldn’t go back to her crappy apartment and talk about this with Caroline because she probably wouldn’t be able to stop thinking about last night, and that would lead to more incredible lesbian sex, and then Max’s head would become even more messed up. So at the end of the day, when pretty much everybody had gone home anyway, Max grabbed hold of Caroline’s wrist and marched her into the giant freezer at the back of the store.. More

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