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Page 13: "Get out of this place," she whispered, "go get a drink. It's seven twenty-five. I think I'm going to fuck you by ten, what do you think of that?" Later she said, "My God, that's the biggest one yet." Page 14: She could not bear his hot back, the bulk of him in the bed. The part of Quoyle that was wonderful was, unfortunately, attached to the rest of him. |
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Page 102-103: Then she set down nex to me an started foolin with my britches, an nex thing I knowed, she'd got off my shirt and was hugging and kissin me an all. At first it was jus a little odd, her doin all that. Course I had dreamed bout it all along. But I had not expected it quite this way. But then, well I guess somethin come over me, and it didn't matter what I expected, cause we was rollin aroun on the couch an had our clothes nearly off an then Jenny pulled down my undershorts an her eyes get big an she say "Whooo -- lookit what you got there!" an she grapped me jus like Miz French had that day, but Jenny never say nothin bout me keepin my eyes closed, so I didn't. |
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Page 395-396: She stole a glance and confirmed that his endowment was per expectation for the man who had everything. She suspected she wouldn't soon forget the sight of this dick. Would be seeing it when she closed her eyes, at inconvenient times, in far-fetched contexts. |
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Page 46: When he sat in the driver's seat, the accelerator and brake and clutch pedals were the perfect distance away from him; he and Marion were the same height. The thrill of this discovery was immediately moderated, however, by his awareness of his immense erection; his hugely evident hard-on brushed the bottom of the steering wheel. Page 401: "Have you had sex yet? I mean with Allan," Hannah said. "Yes I have, Ruth replied... "And?" "Allan has the biggest cock I'ver ever seen," Ruth said. "I didn't think you liked big schlongs, or is it someone else who said that?" "It's not too big," Ruth said. "It's just the right size for me." |
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Page 11-12: Harold was commanding in bed. He told her what he wanted her to do and how to position herself (later on in the summer, he shaved off all her pubic hair and told her to sunbathe naked), and he had a huge penis. His unmentionable was so large, in fact, that all during the summer, when other women came up to her to ask her if it was true she was really dating Harold (this seemed to happen most in the ladies' rooms at the various trendy Hamptons restaurants they frequented), Janey would roll up her lipstick and say confidentially that his willy was so enormous, the first time she saw it she told him there was no way he was going to put that thing in her. Then she would go back to lipsticking her mouth. It might have been a little off color to talk about Howard's willy, but on the other hand, Janey felt she was doing him a favor--when she broke up with him, it would make it easier for him to get other women. |
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Page 245: Not so long ago, the guest toilet at Elephanta had been decorated by Vasco Miranda's mural of himself and Kekoo Mody in bowler hats and nothing else. Kekoo was as thin and elongated as ever, but success and years of debauchery and carousing had plumped out Vasco, who was also much the shorter man. The interest of the painting lay in the obvious fact that the two men seemed to have exchanged penises. The cock on Vasco was astoundingly long and thin, like a pale pepperoni sausage, whereas tall Kekoo sported a squat dark organ of impressive diameter and circumference. However, both men swore that there had been no switch. "I have the paintbrush and he has the bankroll," Vasco explained. "What could be more appropriate?" It was Uma Sarasvati who gave the painting the name by which it was subsequently known. "Looks like Laurel and Hardon," she giggled, and it stuck. |
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