"Oh no," he said gently. "No, not at all. You are very pretty," he said patting her head and taking a long drag on his cigarette. "Do not think that... just... think about this whole thing. You do not even like boys!" This was insane.

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"What are you talking about dude! I fuckin' love boys. Pecks an' ya know, dicks an' shit. Love it!" She nodded at him, totally convinced and tried to lift his shirt up. "Can I touch your abs?"

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"Ahh!" he hadn't meant to scream when she scrambled to lift his shirt but it just came out. He pushed himself as close to wall as he could and held onto his shirt desperately. "No, no, no," he said holding it down. "You can not touch my abs!"

"You the hell put you up to this? Is Faith paying you?!"

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"Hey!" She pointed a finger in his face. "I aint a whore! My momma wasn't a whore and I sure as shit aint one! No one is paying me!" It seemed that even a love potion couldn't give Eden a more sunny disposition.

"Now let ya shirt up so I can lick ya abs!"

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"That is not what I meant!" Sasha said holding his shirt firmly in place. "I thought someone might have paid you to make me uncomfortable," he panicked. "Of course you are not a whore and I am sure your mother was a lovely woman, as are you!"

"You do not have to lick my abs! Please do not lick my abs," when he saw an opportunity he took off running, trying to get away from the small, angry girl as fast as possible. This dance was turning into a nightmare.

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