Her mouth opened and closed right away, her brain stumbling for words. She crossed her arms across her stomach and squeezed, like a little hug for herself. It made the swell of her breasts push out even further against her sweater. I took the opportunity to interject. “I can see that you spent some serious time on it. The writing is very good. It’s just that I’m not quite sure you are following the directions for this particular project,” I offered consolingly. “Well, I think there are a lot of places it can go. Don’t you? I mean, the uh, there can be more um- encounters.” What is *that* supposed to mean? “The plot is supposed to hinge around one encounter. Note the indefinite, but quite singular, *an* unlikely encounter.” She dropped her arms down and shook her hands slightly, exacerbated expression on her face. She is *not* used to disappointment. “But… What if it is really good! I mean, you said you liked it, right? I mean, did you like reading it?” She tried to disguise he
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