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It s Not the Size That CountsChapter 9
"You do seem to like carrying me around, Steven." "It's fun. Largely because it drives you crazy, really." "Brat." "And your point is?" "I brought my crutches, you know." "What fun would that be?" "You need a hobby." Arriving in his bedroom, he gently set me on the side of the bed. Suddenly we were both a touch awkward, knowing what we were there to do but unsure where to start. Deciding to try to reassert some control over the situation, I reached out and started...