Private Lessons Page #3

Hit the deck!

Okay.

Just check.

What'll it be now?

Is she gone?

I'm afraid to look.

Aw, damn it!

Oh, no.

Damn it!

What a wasted night!

I hope you haven't been

upsetting her.

- What?

- Miss Mallow.

I hope you haven't

been upsetting her.

She shouldn't be upset.

Why not?

Her heart. She had a mild attack

on her last job.

That's why she had to leave.

You're kidding me.

You mean she didn't tell you?

No.

Really? I thought you two

told each other everything.

Whoa!

What's the matter

with you today, Philly?

Huh?

You've hardly said

a word to me all day.

Oh.

Are you mad at me for teasing

you for looking up my dress?

No.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah.

Well, then what is it?

I dunno.

Are you too tired to talk to me?

I guess so.

Hard day on the old bike, huh?

Come inside, dear.

Well, well, well.

Yes, well, big deal.

If you want to watch me

undress so badly,

why don't you tell me?

What?

I said if you want to watch me

undress so badly,

you should have told me.

What do you mean?

Well, do you want to

watch me undress?

Well, sure.

I guess so.

- Go and close the door.

- What?

I said close the door.

I'm not sure I got you right.

Did you want me in or out?

Well, do you want

to watch me undress?

- I guess so.

- Well, in then.

Have a seat.

Ready?

You still with me, Philly?

- Pardon?

- Do you still want me to continue?

Yeah. Yes, please.

Not growing bored?

Are you sure?

Oh, yes.

Well?

Huh?

What do you think of them?

Huh?

My breasts, how do you like them?

Oh...nice.

They're very nice.

Well?

Would you like to touch them?

Touch them?

Yes.

No. Not right now.

Thank you.

Are you sure?

Yeah. Maybe later.

Okay.

But you still want me

to continue though.

Yes, please.

Here.

Here.

I think I'd better go now.

Oh, so soon?

You won't stay?

No. I'm sorry. I don't think so.

Oh, what a pity.

All right. Good night, Philly.

Good night.

- And thank you. I really enjoyed it.

- No. Thank you.

We should do this

again sometime.

Yeah. Thank you.

Oh, Philly, it's you.

Hi, Florence.

Sherman, it's for you!

- Isn't it a little late for visitors?

- We're makin' milkshakes in the kitchen.

Great. You'll never guess

what just happened to me.

- What?

- You wanna guess?

- No.

- Oh.

Oh, you boys have business

you wanna discuss?

Excuse me.

Get out of here, you creep.

- So, what's up?

- Oh.

Okay. Well, about

ten minutes ago,

I'm walking past

Miss Mallow's bedroom,

and she stops me in the hall

and asks me if I wanna come inside.

Yeah?

So I say "sure"

and I go inside.

Then she asks me if I wanna

watch her strip naked.

Naked?

Yeah. So I say "sure"

and so she does.

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