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I__ by myself,_ she said finally. __o family to speak of.___ see._ Leaning forward again, he rested his arms against the table. __hat must be rather difficult.___ometimes.___nd lonely, I imagine. Perhaps that is why you came here tonight?__er jaw popped under the strain of maintaining decorum. __irst: I said I was alone, not lonely. There's a big difference. And second: is that really why you think I'm here?___ do not know what to think. I know you must have reasons for being here other than what you have already hinted at. Reasons important enough to make an otherwise intelligent woman not only bring food to a stranger so late at night, but also accept his invitation to sit inside an empty motel room without a second thought.___hy don't you just call me a hooker while you're at it?
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I__ by myself,_ she said finally. __o family to speak of.___ see._ Leaning forward again, he rested his arms against the table. __hat must be rather difficult.___ometimes.___nd lonely, I imagine. Perhaps that is why you came here tonight?__er jaw popped under the strain of maintaining decorum. __irst: I said I was alone, not lonely. There's a big difference. And second: is that really why you think I'm here?___ do not know what to think. I know you must have reasons for being here other than what you have already hinted at. Reasons important enough to make an otherwise intelligent woman not only bring food to a stranger so late at night, but also accept his invitation to sit inside an empty motel room without a second thought.___hy don't you just call me a hooker while you're at it?

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