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Show Woodworth/58" they don't want in the first place. Usually, I lie about what I do. I don't know why I told you the truth, except that you really don't look like the kind of person who would make judgements like that." "Urn, Gary, I'm going to get going now." Pave is standing next to them, Rachael comfortably tucked against his side. She sees the leer on Dave's face- Remembers the base system. Tomorrow, will he tell his buddies that he made it to home base? But he must have outgrown that long ago. But they always think it's a conquest, they always do. As if they have won something, forced a women to do something against her will. Rachael smiles at Marty, and Marty smiles faintly. They know who was conquered. "Call me tomorrow," Rachael says. "You call me." "I can't. If Ruth answers, she'll hang up on me." "All right." As they leave, propped against each other, Marty feels a thrill fha^her.: friend, an excitement about flirting with Gary. "Well, I guess they reached an understanding," Gary says. "What?" "About fun sex. With no string attached." "Yeah. I guess." "Your friend seems like she really has her act together. Seems like you do, too." "Everyone has their problems." "Do you?" "Don't you?" They stand, squared off, staring at each other. "Sure. Sure I do. And it's ok to have problems." She laughs, unsure. "I mean, that's what makes a person interesting, isn't it? |