"Was that it?"  Lauren asked.

"More or less.  It was the sex thing again.   Exactly like what you were saying. You know, I think you can tell how much a guy really cares about you, as opposed to how much he values what you have to offer, by how much specific attention he pays you in bed.   As opposed to his simply going through the same motions he's used on every girl since high school, and then of course assuming the problem is yours when his famous football moves fail.   You know what I mean.  So, I guess this last time it was that again.  Numps asked after maybe two minutes, if he could finish and when I said 'no,' he did anyways.   I yelled at him to get out, and that was the end of it."  Tiffany said.

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