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Just for Fun

My heart starts to pound in my chest, my hands tremor, and there's a roaring in my ears.

That's it! The roaring made me misunderstand him.

"What?" Damn, my voice sounded weak.

"A cane? Do you want us to get a cane? We can try it for fun?"

For fun? A cane? Is the man crazy? How can a cane be fun? I've heard they hurt!

I tell him so.

"Come on. You said that about the paddle. But I know in the right circumstance you enjoy it."

Damn, he's a bastard for reminding me. I don't tell him so.

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