[See? Knowing what he knows and thinking shit like that--at least showing that he knows shit like that, makes the old man want to hand on over the control more.]
Yeah. [When he feels the pace changed up. It's too good. Larry licks his lips. Breathe old man, bre-- those fingers touching his own makes him want to blow. Larry twists to look over his shoulder at Freddy if he can.
Now's a fair time to decide to share.]
Y'need to ask? [Yes, yes he does. The competitive, stubborn spirit in the old man says:] later. [Can he follow through? Gulp.]
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Yeah. [When he feels the pace changed up. It's too good. Larry licks his lips. Breathe old man, bre-- those fingers touching his own makes him want to blow. Larry twists to look over his shoulder at Freddy if he can.
Now's a fair time to decide to share.]
Y'need to ask? [Yes, yes he does. The competitive, stubborn spirit in the old man says:] later. [Can he follow through? Gulp.]