susurrus
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I could hear the frustration in Christie’s voice as she groped for what I meant for her to say. Working with the public all the time, she’s gotten in the habit of “self-censoring.” It was automatic for her anymore.
“Stop thinking like a nurse,” I stopped sucking long enough to say. “What do you really want me to do?”
“Stop thinking like a nurse,” I stopped sucking long enough to say. “What do you really want me to do?”