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The other thing I'm thinking about
"Good enough," said Jack. "And if you were wanking yourself off during this whole conversation, I don't ever want to know about it," he admonished, but the laugh was shaky.
So was Daniel's.
"Scout's honor, Jack. My hand's not down my panties."
"Probably just means you're not wearing any," Jack replied right on cue. But it came out a bit strangled.
Does swearing in my journal count as a violation of my fast for Lent?