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| Three Pennies of Wisdom1 When her fright in crossing the road made her cling to him, he found himself praying for the traffic to get worse.
2 By a simple stratagem she reversed their situation: she first designated him as the guardian of her chastity, and then yielded completely.
3 Nearing the gate of her hostel, he leaned over to steal a hasty kiss but missed her lips, brushing her cheek instead. "That was cheeky," she punned before reprimanding him: "If you lose control of the steering wheel we'll end up as glass, steel, blood and twisted hearts floating down the creek." |
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