RANSVESTIA

"But would you have gone with him if you were real?" Harry asked.

"No."

"Why not "Harry baiting me.

"I'm not that sort of girl."

"Sort ... ?"

"Not a pick-up - sex isn't everything. Make me some coffee, Harry!"

""

"Booh hand waving

—

"Not funny, Harry."

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you're some coffee."

Harry charging the percolator . . . counting scoops of coffee. "What would you say if I suddenly grabbed you and kissed you?"

"I'd say: please don't, Harry!"

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"Don't you like me sidestepping behind me ostensibly toward his

chair.

"Yes, I like

you

good friend."

Harry's hands slid over my shoulders and grabbed my wrists holding easily. His face dawned horizontally from behind, arced closer to print a pecky kiss upon my cheek.

"Please don't, Harry" laughing.

He sat down, smiling knowingly...

"You look like the proverbial cat that . . . what are you grinning at?" "You."

"Am I funny or such?"

"Such!"

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