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poor child, poor child.
aningan explained that which he did know, and what a gap of wisdom had not been imparted to this boy by the aforementioned uppik.
the harlot, unsure of what the young leader meant, took it to be a teacher of some sort. had she been aware that aningan had been receiving the delicate details of an education from the beak of an owl, it would have been her turn for scandalized response.
"you do not need to do it wid anyone if you do not like," the jezebel assured. ying would make a pretty wife for aningan, or perhaps would have; he did not seem ready.
"here it be called 'sex,' and it be what makes little ones for de pack. dat is what rosalyn an' i asked you," erzulie explained gently, two-toned eyes searching aningan's handsome face for any latent confusion she might untangle.