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weird and creepy at the beginning, but read to the end, it's worth it. Thanks.

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"Please, Gillie"

"Rosie, this is the eighth straight night."

"I know it is, but, I need it."

"Why?"

"I just do!"

"You are unbelievable. Nobody should suck this much. It's got to be unhealthy. You should have yourself looked at."

"Gillie, I can't do without it."

"That's what you say every night. And every night we go through this."

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, okay. It's just, I need it. I can't properly fall asleep without doing it, at least for a while."

"And why me? Why me, of all the guys you could do it with?

"Because nobody understands like you do. Nobody loves me the way you do. I love you. And I love doing it with you. I love the way it tastes, the way it smells, the way it feels in my mouth."

"Stop it! You're disgusting."

"It's true!"

"I'd feel a lot better if I understood why you do this all the time."

"I've told you. It makes me feel safe. I feel good, and happy when I do it. Especially with you. You make me feel good. And then, only then, can I sleep."

"That's BS, and you know it."

"No, it's not. It's true."

"If its about the sleep, then how come you've started needing it during the day? Huh? Like today, after we saw Hamlet? Or yesterday, before he met with the King and Queen. And every fifteen minutes on the way from Wittenberg. I'd hardly get it out of your mouth when I'd hear 'Gillie', I need it again. Can I suck it again?'"

"I'm sorry, okay? Just, one more time. Tonight? Then tomorrow, I promise I'll try and stop myself."

"I still don't see why you need me."

"I just do, okay? It's only special when it's with you."

"And last night you fell asleep with it in your mouth, and I had to lie like that the whole night!"

"I said I was sorry…"

"And in the mornings it feels all weird… I can't do this much more, Rosie."

"I know. I'm sorry, just one more night. Please?"

"Oh, for God's sake. Fine!"

"Thank you"

A few seconds later...

"Hey! Gillie, you said I could do it one more time."

"Forget it, Rosie. Suck your own damn thumb!"