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Head
…Tonight, at dinner, don’t mention to my mother that you give me head. She’s still quite old-fashioned.
..What! How on earth would that come up in the course of conversation?
...I’m not saying that it will come up. What I’m saying is just don’t mention it. She’s an old-fashioned kind of lady.
..What are you talking about! Who would bring that sort of thing up? Is your mother going to bring it up?
…No. No. No. It’s just that I don’t want it mentioned. I’m not trying to get into an argument with you.
..Why would I mention it? In what context would I mention it? How in God’s name would that be part of our dinner conversation? Tell me!
…Okay, I’m sorry I said anything. But please, for me, don’t bring it up.
..Miles says to call you ‘Nana.’ A bit strange. (Ha-ha.) Is that because you’re anxious for us to have grandkids already?
.Yes, the cat’s out of the bag there. I guess I’m jumping the gun a bit, Eleanor.
..That’s all right. Just so you know, though, I suck Miles’ cock….a lot.
.Hunnhhhh!
