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excerpt from "11.22.63," by Stephen King
"Ohmygodyes," she said and I laughed. She opened her eyes and looked up at me with curiosity and hopefulness. "Is it over, or is there more?" "A little more," I said. "I don't know how much. I haven't been with a woman in a long time." It turned out there was quite a bit more ¿ At the end she began to gasp. "Oh dear, oh my dear, oh my dear dear God, oh sugar!"