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Show -199 "She's fascinated with him," I said. "Hubert is probably the most interesting thing that ever happened to her." When I'd opened the door to Hubert's knock, he'd quickly pushed the girl past me and pulled me into the hall. "Isn't she something? Look at those tits. And they're real. Listen, I want you to do me a favor-don't tell her I live in this building. A chick like that has her pick of guys with fancy addresses, you know? I told her I have this apartment on the East Side." "You think that makes it all right?" Fancy said to me now. "She seems to like it, I wouldn't, but I'm not Bobbie." "You mean you're not a woman." "All right." I waited to see what would come next but she put her head down into the pillow and didn't say anything else. "At least he doesn't overwork her," I said. "Do you know what he told me when we were walking?" Fancy and Cecil had gone ahead and Hubert had shooed Bobbie along with them and held me back. "He said he only had sex about three times a year. Because he was saving his energy for higher things. He has plans." "Doesn't Bobbie complain?" I asked him. "She knows I could do it three times a night if I wanted to waste myself, but she respects me because I have |