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Maurice: Venus. You look like a movie star. Maurice: Is there an old man odor? Jessie: Not so much this evening. Maurice: I wonder why. Jessie: You can kiss my shoulders. Maurice: Can I? Jessie: Three kisses. Three, I said! And no licking and burping, you dirty, filthy, little shithead. Maurice: Oh, you please me. Jessie: And you me. Maurice: Steady! Steady! I'm just out of intensive care. Jessie: You ask for it, Maurice. You know you do, with your forwardness. Do you believe in anything, Maurice? Maurice: Pleasure, I like. I've tried to give pleasure. That's all I'd recommend to anyone. Jessie: You've made me sticky with your slug tongue. I think I'll have a bath. Maurice: Well, well. I think I'll run it for you.