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“I’ll take you out to dinner if you’d like to,” you said. “We can go out to eat. You’re really pretty. You’re pretty much everything I’d like to see in a woman.”

“But that’s impossible!” I said.

“Why?”

“You’re too pretty, too good, too good for me!”

“What’s going to happen?”

“Well,” I said, “all I can do is try to keep myself from having sex with you.”

“How?”

“Well,” I said, “it’s something called having an erection.”

“I’ve never heard of that.”

“So you haven’t heard of it. It’s not a good thing. It’s a disease, you know. If you have it, you feel very sad and lonely. You have sex without wanting to have sex. It makes you so sad.”

“No,” you said. “You don’t want it like that. Do you want it like that?”

“It would be terrible! It’s a disease! I would be too upset to have sex. I don’t think I could have sex if you touched me!”

“I’m going to do it anyway.”

“Oh, don’t do that! Please. Please don’t do that.”

“Do you want it? You’re a good-looking boy.”

“I am a bad boy. It’s horrible for me to say it. I’m very much a bad boy.”

“Who wants a boy like you? You’re cute.”

“I know,” I said.

“Would you like to know what it’s like to have it?”

“No, no. I’d rather not.”

“Why? Don’t you want it to know?”

“It’s not healthy, I think, to know about things like that. It would make me worse.”

“No,” you said. “You are better. You’re a boy. You’re a boy who can know things and be happy. I’m going to love you so much.”

I said nothing. I was holding my breath.

“I want to put my head in your lap,” you said. “Let me put my head in your lap. Let me put my head in your lap because I want to kiss your legs.”

“Would you like me to kiss your legs, too?”

You did not say anything. You just kept looking at my crotch. You kept looking at my crotch.

“Kiss you, please.”

“How often do you have this disease?”

“Don’t! Please don’t ask me about it! Please don’t ask me anything about it! I don’t want to think about it.”

You did not say anything. You did not say anything for a long time. Finally you said, “All right.”

“All right. I won’t.”