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"Well, Daddy will understand. I'll take Precious down Saturday morning and come back Sunday afternoon. I hope the roads aren't bad." "Don't go if they are." "We'll see. Time for nighty-night, Precious. Da Da got you a lovely quilt." Oliver adjusted his tie. The blue blazer that Jennifer had bought fit well.
She drew away from it, and said with maternal soothing, "Now, don't be a silly boy! Mustn't make Ittle Mama scold! Just sit back, dearie, and see what a swell night it is. If you're a good boy, maybe I'll kiss you when we say nighty-night. Now give me a cigarette." He was solicitous about lighting her cigarette and inquiring as to her comfort. Then he sat as far from her as possible.
She slipped under the sheets, tossing out the last of her clothing, and crooning happily. "Gotta kiss me good-night, Willy. Nighty-night!" He yanked the pull-cord savagely, cutting off the light, and fumbling in the darkness. After what seemed hours of awkwardness, he slid in beside her, feeling her arms go around him in complete acceptance. To hell with them! They could chase him some other time!
Instead of protesting, she reached down and began unfastening the buttons on her dress. "'Syour turn now, Willy. Put you to bed last night, you put me to bed t'-night. Then you gotta kiss me good-night. Nighty-night, nighty-night." He felt like a heel at first. And then he began to feel like a man any man around a beautiful girl half-undressed, and getting more so.
HESTER: "I don't see any 'quality of mercy' to spare around your flat." There were the two years of high school, you see. "Ed's going out to Geyser Springs next month for the cure. I told him he could not go without me unless over my dead body, he could not." "Geyser Springs. That's thirty miles from my home town." "Your home town? Nighty-night!
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