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Gettin kinky
J.: She scares me, a little.
D.: Yeah? How so?
J.: Like, she suggests strange things that I've never done before.
D.: Strange things?
J.: (whispers) In the bedroom.
D.: Oh? Like what, exactly?
J.: I can't tell you that.
D.: It's alright. Nobody's listening but me.
J.: It's embarrassing.
D.: I'm sure it's happened to everyone.
J.: Not you. Probably not you.
D.: Oh, come on. It can't be all that.
J.: It was really unsettling.
D.: Was it kinky or something?
J.: Yeah, really kinky.
D.: Well, man, what was it?
J.: It'll embarrass her if I tell you.
D.: Look around, man. She's not here. I won't tell her.
J.: Promise?
D.: Yes.
J.: It -- no, I can't, man.
D.: Look, J. I can't help you unless you talk to me.
J.: Well...I'm just not sure I want to go over this again.
D.: Again? Who've you told?
J.: Everybody I trust.
D.: Wh --
J.: In my head, I mean. I told everyone in my head.
D.: This is shakin me up a bit.
J.: Me, too.
D.: So just tell me.
J.: Yeah?
D.: Yeah.
J.: She -- man. ... She wanted to have sex.
D.:
J.: I mean, it just scared the crap out of me.
D.:
J.: I mean, really.
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