A/N: Hello...again.

Since those of you leaving reviews (even the guests types who don't have accounts...but thank you for leaving comments!) seem to have little objection to the current trend of little to zero plot in this story... Well, here's another Cigarette Warning™ (really need to add that to my autocorrect). This is really the second part of the last chapter, and is another of the In Through The Out Door al fresco variety, with a side serving of discipline. I might have also accidentally switched POV mid chapter, and then not realised until I'd almost finished. Oops.

So, for those of you still paying attention, enjoy, you dirty bitches! (I say it with LOVE!)

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Disclaimer: I do not own skins. Either a tragedy or a good thing, you decide. Any and all typos slipped my notice. Honest.

(Naomi POV)

"Wow, it really is gorgeous here..." Emily said, as we walked into the municipal gardens. Although, truth be told, I only half heard her. I was lost in my own head, buzzing, if you will (and that's no pun intended) and still feeling somewhat spacey after the way Emily had been with me on the car level of the ferry. We had been told there was a café here, but I wasn't really hungry for food. God, I felt lately as if I could live on sex alone, Emily shagging me was a lot like guilty pleasure chocolate cake and protein all in one.

"Beautiful?" She asked, stopping abruptly. "Are you ok?"

I looked at her curious eyes and nodded. "Yeah." I said, softly. "Really, I am, just...distracted, that's all."

"Oh?" She asked, that slyness creeping into her tone. "Do tell, my love..."

I looked around. There were a few people about, and this wasn't a conversation I was ready to have in public. Well... Not in visible public, anyway, seeing as I knew what it might lead to. I grasped her hand tighter in mine and continued to walk, through trees and plants, and past families with kids and the occasional amateur photographer. We ended up reaching a secluded area, with a large tree that was surrounded by beautiful flowers. The sun was coming through the canopy of the tree, and it looked rather beautiful. I stopped, and faced Emily, who looked up at me with an amused expression.

"Is this where I get to play with you again?" She smiled.

I looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "Do I even n-need to answer t-that?"

Emily looked upward for a moment and then pursed her lips. "I'd say from the stutter in your voice...no." She said. I sighed, feeling my insides shiver. "Tell me, beautiful."

"You k-knew we were b-being w-watched?" I asked, trying to keep my trembling voice in check.

"Yes."

"And you d-didn't t-tell me?"

Emily shook her head. "No."

I shook my head and chuckled. "You certainly are devious." I said.

"Yes, but you know that." I nodded. "And you like my deviousness." Again, I nodded. She took the lapels of my shirt in her hands and leaned close to my ear. "I know how you felt when I told you we might be seen... I saw your body shudder. And I know you want me to tease you again...right here...just...in...case."

I swallowed, feeling my inner muscles clench down on the toy that was still inside me. I don't know how it managed to not slip out, because I knew I was soaking wet already...again. "Jesus..." I muttered.

Emily held up the remote. "All I need to do is press this little button and start you off again. But first... I want you against the tree." She said, nodding towards the tree behind me. I turned around and stepped up to it, facing it. "Turn around." Emily said. I turned around, and she was standing in front of me. She held the remote up and clicked the button, and I felt the low vibration start off again inside me. Her fingers reached for my buttons and began to undo them one by one, until my shirt hung open. "For someone who presents such a proper corporate image on the outside, you are a right little minx when you want to be..." She said, reaching inside my shirt and cupping my breast in one hand, lightly rubbing the nipple with her thumb. "You and I... We are actually more alike than you think. In fact... I'd say that for a long time, even before we met, you've wanted someone who could be that person for you. To tease you. Push your limits. Open your mind." Her eyes met mine. "Fuck your brains out. Am I right?"

"Yes." I nodded.

Emily leaned down and took each one of my nipples between her lips in turn, sucking and lightly biting them, sending delicious tingles between my legs, and causing me to clench once more. I could almost feel them hardening under her attention. She then dropped to her knees, and began to push her hand up my thigh. She reached my centre and immediately looked up at me in surprise. "You're soaking wet." She stated.

"Yes." I said. "Y-you're teasing m-me. It aches."

She smirked as her finger slipped in to rub at my swollen clit. "This aches?"

My breath caught in my throat as I nodded again. "Please." I said. "Need you." Emily pushed my skirt up until I was exposed, leaning forward and spreading me open, slipping the tip of her tongue against my clit to taste me. I moaned softly, as she slowly licked and teased me, all the while feeling the low vibration inside me. I leaned my head back against the tree, and almost immediately spotted a figure in amongst the bushes. The eyes met mine, and then it emerged... A young woman. "Em... Tell me...who was w-watching us on the f-ferry..." I stuttered.

Emily's tongue left my centre. "A woman. Black hair. White top. Red skirt." She said, in between further soft flicks of her tongue against me. "Why?"

"Oh god..." I murmured, seeing that the woman who was slowly making her way closer was exactly as Emily had described her.

"Oh..." Emily said, slipping further into her devious tone as she turned to follow my line of sight. I looked down at her, and she looked back up to me, with a smirk that the devil itself could have worn. "Beckon her closer." She said, her tone low and dark. "But...not too close."

I furrowed my brow, watching as Emily dug her hand into the pocket of her shorts. I then felt the vibration inside me increase, and then her fingers as they slid through my soaked folds. I looked up at the girl, who was curiously watching us. I bit my bottom lip and nodded for her to come just a little closer, and as she did so, Emily nudged my legs apart.

"Time for a little bit of your guilty pleasure..." She murmured, replacing her tongue against my clit as her fingers slid down, past my entrance and between the cheeks of my arse. Her lips surrounded me as she began to circle the tip of her finger to lubricate the tight entrance, and her tongue gently swiped across my swollen nub. I inhaled sharply, not out of pain, but with the pleasurable full feeling of her finger slowly entering that forbidden place.

"Christ!" I uttered, in a harsh whisper. The young woman had now come closer, and was just a few feet away from us. I held my hand up for her to stop, and bit my bottom lip again, groaning as Emily began to thrust her finger into me. I noted the nervousness of the young woman, and let my eyes roam over her body. Her nipples were hard under her top, and God knows what was going on under her skirt. I felt myself blush, moaning again as I felt another of Emily's fingers swiping through my wetness as her tongue lapped against my clit. I grabbed at her shoulder, gripping it firmly and shifting my hips a little towards her as a second finger slowly slid inside me. Her other hand slid up my stomach and groped my breast firmly. I spread my shirt open, baring my chest to the young woman, who then reached up to the neck of her top and slowly brought it down until her own firm, round tits popped out. Not as gorgeous as Emily's, but still decent. She watched me curiously as she tweaked her nipples, rolling them between her fingers, her mouth opening slightly and her tongue slipping across her bottom lip.

Emily's tongue once again left my wet centre, and out of the corner of my eye I could see her head had turned to look at the young woman. Her fingers slid deeper into my arse as we both watched her lift her skirt and slip her fingers into the waistband of a tiny pair of damp knickers, and slide them partway down her thighs. The vibration increased in speed inside me as her fingers spread her folds open and began to play with herself. Emily looked up at me, eyes dark with lust. "That's a sight, isn't it?" She whispered, before diving back between my own folds and attacking my clit with her agile tongue.

"Fuck!" I hissed, although fuck knows why I was trying to keep quiet, seeing as this young woman was standing a few feet from us, openly masturbating as the vibration inside me, along with Emily's fingers and tongue worked me higher. She was right, in that I loved it when she made a spectacle out of me, but knew I didn't want anyone other than her to do it. The young woman watched us with hungry eyes, as Emily's fingers thrust more insistently into my arse, the vibration pushed another increment higher. The young woman was now alternately tugging on her nipples and breathing as heavily as I was, murmuring in Greek.

"Toso zesto. Toso gamimeno sexi..."

I only understood one word out of that, and it made everything below my stomach clench, and I groaned loudly, feeling ultimately full all at once as my hips involuntarily arched towards Emily. "Ems...shit..." I mumbled incoherently. "Please..."

My sight drifted to the young woman's fingers which were now moving more rapidly against her clit, and she was beginning to moan with each of her breaths as she watched Emily fuck me. I gripped at Emily's shirt tighter, my head bumping against the tree as I threw it backwards gasping, the vibration inside me now reaching its highest point. Emily worked her fingers faster inside me, thrusting them as deep as she could and my hips rocked as she trilled her tongue rapidly against my clit. I couldn't take my eyes off the young woman who now had both hands between her legs, one rubbing her clit and the other pushing her fingers inside her. "Nai...nai... Toso gamimeno kali... Pao na orgasmo..." She groaned, desperately.

Having only understood one word of that, I felt my own orgasmo beginning within me. The pleasure overtook me and without taking my eyes of the Greek girl watching us, my hips rocked hard towards Emily, the combination of the vibration, her fingers and her tongue, and that we were being watched sending me sky high, and my body stiffened, shuddering as my mouth hung open, my eyes meeting the girl's as an animalistic groan left my lips, the force of pleasure slamming into me as I came hard. The Greek girl shook as well, fucking herself faster with her fingers as her own body stiffened and she cried out her own shaking climax just as Emily was starting to bring me down.

Well, I can't deny that was arousing as hell. Neither was the sight of our mystery observer sucking her fingers clean, and then pulling up her knickers.

Emily switched the remote off, and slid her fingers from me, standing up and pulling my lips down to meet hers, kissing me hard. It was a possessive kiss, of that she made sure both I and the Greek girl knew. She then turned to her, and spoke. "Afti einai i diki mou." She said, lightly stroking the fabric of my shirt. "Katalavaineis?"

The girl smiled, and nodded slowly. "Nai." She said. "Efharisto." She then gave a small wave, and turned to walk away.

Emily pulled my skirt down, smoothing it over my hips. "What did you tell her?" I asked softly.

She buttoned up my shirt, and straightened up the lapels. "That you are mine." She said, her voice low and husky. She leaned up and kissed me softly. "Are you ok, beautiful?" She whispered, as her arms wrapped around me.

I leaned my forehead against hers. "I feel...so high right now..."

Emily chuckled softly. "I'm not surprised, babe. What do you say we find that café and have a bite to eat before we catch the ferry back?" She said. "Get you back to normal."

I nodded. "Sounds good."

She took my hand and led me out of the secluded spot.

(Emily POV)

(Two hours later)

The things that keep Naomi and I together are numerous. While my ways with her are at times seductive and addictive, like when I am teasing her to the point where her entire being feels like it wants to explode, there are also times when we exist as what, on the outside, looks like nothing more than close friendship. We don't always need to be wrapped around each other, or fucking each other senseless.

This was apparent as we sat in the café of the gardens, sharing a plate of spanakopita and enjoying two tall glasses of iced coffee frappé made with proper local Turkish coffee.

"This coffee is gorgeous." Naomi said, after She took a long sip, the strew detaching from her lips.

I smiled. "It is, isn't it? I know how much you adore a caffeine fix, beautiful."

She smirked back at me. "I seem to need a big one today." She shot back.

I raised an eyebrow. "Complaining?" I asked, my voice taking on a slightly seductive tone.

She shook her head. "N-no..."

I chuckled and placed my hand on top of hers. "You're cute when you're nervous."

A fine blush covered her cheeks. "At l-least l-let me r-recover, yeah?" She mumbled.

I laughed. "Oh, I intend to, beautiful. You'll need your energy and rest for what I've got planned." I smirked. Her eyes were wide and innocent as she looked at me, and I had to fight off the pang of lust that ran through me. I closed my eyes and sighed deeply, stretching my muscles. When I opened my eyes, I trained them on hers, leaning over the table. "You. Me. Naked. Fucking." I said, keeping my voice low. I watched as she swallowed. "I'll have teased you for long enough by the time we get back." I continued. I leaned closer. "And I know you're still aching inside."

"Jesus." She whispered. "How d-do you always m-manage to b-be so...right?"

I finished my coffee and ate another mouthful of the spinach pie. "Instinct." I said. "The last bit of pie is yours."

Naomi skewered it with her fork and popped it into her mouth, chewing slowly as I watched her. I leaned back in my chair and smiled. "Love you, beautiful. Even when I'm teasing you."

Naomi finished her coffee and cleared her throat. "Sometimes it's close to torture, you realise?" She said.

I nodded. "But not in the thumbscrews and hot poker way." I said. "I told you, I'm not really a sadist. A giver, yes. I will give you the pleasure you need to feel, but I draw the line at hurting you for my own pleasure. It turns me on to tease you, to see you squirm, even to hear you whimper when I spank you." She looked around, nervously. "Don't worry, no one's listening." I said, keeping my voice low and leaning closer. "You know that it gives me a thrill to see you squirm. To feel it. The ferry...the gardens... It's building up. I ache as much as you do, if not more, because I've not had relief."

Naomi was silent for a moment "Oh..." She whispered.

I smirked. "You know what that means."

She nodded. "Yes, Emily." She said, quietly.

"And we have at least another two hours before we are completely alone." I said.

Again, she swallowed visibly. "As if that will s-stop you." She said.

I raised my eyebrow, and reached into my pocket, turning on the remote, and switching it's setting to the highest point. A whimper passed Naomi's lip and she gave me an accusatory glare. I gave her a devilish smirk and switched it off, noting that she was breathing hard. "No, it won't. I'm quite prepared to keep you on edge until you beg." I said. "'Oh Emily...please...please...need you...fuck me...'. That's how it usually goes, isn't it? When you are so desperate that you forget your words, and I let it slide and fuck you like you need me to..."

"Em..."

I chuckled softly. "Shall we? The ferry should be leaving soon..."

She nodded, and the two of us rose and after taking her hand in mine, we began to make our way out of the park.

I'd like to say the rest of the journey was uneventful. But it really wasn't. While it had been a nice day so far, some clouds had stayed to roll in, and partway through the ferry trip back, it began to rain. It was a light, misty rain, and while most of the passengers on the top deck ventured below to get out of the weather, Naomi went to stand at the railing, placing her hands on it and tilting her head upwards. I watched her for a few minutes, as she soaked up the light rain, not really caring that the both of us were getting wet. Unable to resist, I slid my hand into my pocket and turned the report on again, watching her body stiffen almost imperceptibly as the low vibration started again inside her. I pressed the button again, to turn it up just a touch, just enough to tease her, but not enough to push her over. Her hands gripped the railing tighter, and I stood up, noticing the crooked, bitten lip smile that was on her lips.

I stood beside her, and placed my hand on top of hers, feeling her damp skin. We could see the port of Larnaca ahead, and as her hand turned over and gripped mine properly, she spoke. "Before w-we get too lost in each other... Thank you. For t-today, I mean." She said, softly. "It was an eventful outing." Her words were followed by a soft moan and the shudder of her body next to me.

I reached into my pocket and switched the remote off. I turned Naomi towards me and pulled her close, nestling my head into her chest, softly kissing her skin right above where her shirt parted. I looked up at her, meeting her eyes with mine as she looked down at me. "Thank you for indulging my ways."

She shook her head. "It's not about that. I like your ways, if you hadn't noticed."

"Well... I had some idea..." I grinned. "Dirty bitch."

Her arms wrapped around me. "So long as I'm yours." She laughed.

"Oh, always."

We were then interrupted by the loudspeaker. "Ladies and gentlemen, we are now approaching the port of Larnaca. We hope you have enjoyed your trip. Please take all belongings with you as you leave the ferry. Thank you for sailing with Larnaca Cruise Lines."

We made our way to the exit as the ferry docked, and once we were back on dry (well, slightly wet) land, Naomi took my hand in hers, and we began to make our way back to the hotel. It was mid-afternoon now, and though the streets were busy, we made it back in good time. Naomi didn't say too much, and neither did I, leaving her to her thoughts for a while, and formulating my own about exactly what I would do with her once we got back to the suite. As devious as I had been with her, I now found a need to take her completely, but simply... Or as simply as I could get, really.

Once we arrived back at the hotel, the keycard slid into the lock and the door bleeped, and Naomi opened it and entered the room before me. I shut the door behind me, and leaned against it, watching her as she faced me, stood in the middle of the room, kicked her shoes off and began to strip off her shirt. She dropped the damp fabric on the floor by her feet, and unzipped her skirt, sliding it down her legs and stepping out of it until she stood completely naked before me. She shook out her hair and gave me a heated stare. "I'm yours." She said, simply.

I placed the keycard onto the table, and walked up to her, slowly circling around her body until I stood in front of her once more, and then stared into her darkened blue eyes. "Yes. You are." I said, in a commanding tone. "Lie down." She turned and moved to the bed, climbing onto it. "On your back. Head on the pillows." She did as I asked, and I followed her, still fully clothed, straddling her hips and taking her wrists in my hands, firmly pinning them above her head. Her eyes rapidly searched mine, and I leaned in and kissed her passionately, pushing my tongue into her mouth to the response of a muffled whimper of need. I reached to the cuffs that were still secured to the bedhead and completely by feel, I secured her wrists snugly. She looked up at me with a lust filled expression. I reached for the blindfold, kissing her forehead before securing it over her eyes and then began to trail kisses and nips down her body, paying particular attention to her already hard nipples, licking and tugging them with my teeth.

I could hear the leather creaking as she strained and squirmed under my attention, and when I reached her stomach with my lips, I shuffled further downwards and spread her knees wide open, making sure her feet were flat on the bed beneath her. Her folds were open and waiting, and I slid my fingertips through them, reaching for the loop attached to the vibrator. Slowly, but easily, I pulled it from her slick wetness, to her squirming whimper. I leaned close and slipped my tongue through her wetness, and then tickled her clit with the tip of it. She sighed, and her hips squirmed again under my attention, but that was nothing compared to the stiffening of her whole body when I easily slid two of my fingers inside her core. Her sigh became a moan as I pushed my fingers against her pleasurable spot, and lifted my tongue from her centre.

"This...has been teased all day..." I said, my voice low and husky. "The vibration is one thing, but nothing compares to more...direct...stimulation..." I said, beginning to push against it, flexing my fingers in a slow rhythm. Naomi groaned, trying to tilt her hips for more contact. "If I do this long enough...even at this slow pace..." I said, continuing the slow movement of my fingers. "You will come, and it will be intense." I kissed the inside of her thigh. "If I go back to licking your clit, it will tease you even further. It will be quicker, but just as intense, if not more than if I just keep...doing...this." I let my words hang in the air for a few moments as I continued to move my fingers.

"Yesss..." Naomi whispered.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

"God, yesss..."

I chuckled. "Hmm... I know it, too." I moved my fingers more insistently, more deliberately, watching her as she breathed harder, unable to keep still as I teased her. I could feel her muscles clenching around my fingers, and I paid attention to how quickly that was happening, the rhythmic pulse of it increasing steadily. Nothing more was said as for the next few minutes, I was fascinated by the reaction of her body to this simple stimulation that created such complex sensations within her, when the rapid state of her breathing told me she was getting closer, I slid my fingers from her, and she groaned desperately.

"No..." She whined.

I kissed her inner thigh. "Patience, my love... I'm nowhere near done with you yet." I said, getting up off the bed entirely.

"Please..." She whispered.

"Shhh... It won't be long." I said, as I stripped out of my clothes. I reached for the strap on and slid it up my legs, fastening it to my hips. I got back onto the bed, and grabbing Naomi by the hips, I flipped her onto her stomach. Her squeal was as cute as it was sexy, but a simple, sharp smack to both cheeks of her arse had her quiet in a second. Her arse was still a little pink from the ferry, and I rubbed at her skin gently. "My my, beautiful... Are you still tender?"

"A little." She murmured from beneath me.

"Aww..." I said, lightly massaging her skin. She could not keep still beneath me, and continued to squirm. "Oh... Do I need to...again?" I teased. "Would you like that?"

She wiggled her arse at me. "Please."

I raised my hand and spanked her lightly. "Naughty girl." I spanked the other side. "It's a wonder you didn't come just from spanking you earlier..." She whimpered as I spanked her again, and her back arched. "Tell me how it felt..."

"Mmm...arousing...ah...I felt so...mmm...exposed." She moaned, as I continued to steadily spank her.

"Did you feel dirty?" I said, rubbing her skin before I spanked her more.

"I...uh...AH...not...fuck...the right...christ...word..." Her voice was tightening with arousal after each time I spanked her.

"You were turned on, though... Even though you didn't know we were being watched." I said, sliding my hand between her legs. "And thinking about it now is making you much...much wetter."

"God yes..."

"And the girl...how did it feel having her watch us?"

"D-different..." She moaned, as I played my fingertips through her wet folds, tickling at her swollen soaked clit. "It made it so much hotter..."

I reached up and as i kneeled behind her, I slid my fingertips slowly down her spine, feeling her shiver. I gripped her hips in my hands. "Up. I want you on your knees."

"Yes, Emily." She mumbled, her tone thick and wanting as she got to her knees.

I took the purple dildo in my hand and slid the head through her folds, pausing to press it into her clit, feeling her try and push backwards as her breathing went shallower. "Very soon, I'm going to slip this into you. It will go in easily, because I know you're soaking wet." I said. "I'm going to take you by the hips, and fuck you until you come. And I want you to count."

"C-count?"

"Oh yes. You will count each thrust I make into you. And when you stop counting coherently , I'm going to keep going until you scream." I positioned the head at her entrance and pushed my hips forwards, biting my bottom lip hearing her groan loudly as she was filled with every single inch of our little friend. "Come on, beautiful. Count for me." I drew back and began to slowly, but still firmly, thrust into her.

"One...t-two...t-threeee...ah...four..." Her back flexed as I pushed into her, and I raised my hand and spanked her arse...hard. "FUCK...five...ooohh...six..." I spanked her other side, and she cried out, her body jerking as I met resistance to my outward thrust. "Seven...eight...fuck...Emily...I can't...oh!" She began to stiffen and tremble beneath me, and let out a long grown of pleasure. I placed my hand back on her hip and began to thrust faster into her. She groaned again, saying something completely unintelligible.

"That's it, my naughty girl... Come for me..."

"I AM!" She cried out in a strangled voice, rocking her hips harder and continuing to breathe hard with each thrust of my hips, the sound becoming ragged and primal. She moaned loudly again, shuddering hard as I moved my hips so the strap on would meet her pleasurable spot head on. That drew an animalistic grunt from her throat with each thrust into her body, the noise of which set something off inside me. I began to fuck her harder, the rhythmic pressure against my clit increasing, and the sound of her groans pushing me closer. I was chasing my own pleasure which had built almost to breaking point, and hearing her getting off again sent a pulsing shock through my body, and I was thrusting erratically into her as an explosion of pleasure rocked through my body, beginning between my legs and spreading outwards as Naomi stiffened and shuddered with me, screaming out my name so loudly that I thought my eardrums would pierce.

I fell on top of her as she collapsed beneath me, and I slid out of her, removed the harness, released her from the cuffs, pulling her into my arms. Her eyes were opened, but unfocused, and I kissed her softly, letting her curl up into my embrace. Her body was trembling and her breathing ragged, as was mine, but I clung to her anyway, letting her know, even without words, that she was safe and loved.

Minutes passed, though truthfully, it felt like hours until Naomi spoke. "Em?" Her voice was low, almost timid.

"Yes, baby?" I asked, kissing the top of her head.

"I think I'm all fucked out."

"Yeah?"

"Uh huh." She murmured. "I think tomorrow we need a shag free day."

"Oh?" I asked, concern in my voice. "Is everything ok? Did I do something wro-"

She placed her finger against my lips. "No. Never." She said. "I enjoyed every minute of it." She yawned. "I'm just exhausted."

"Oh." I smirked. "Sort of...rest and recharge, then?"

"Yeah. Rest and recharge." She muttered. "Kiss me...hold me...just..."

"I understand, beautiful. I did push you today." I admitted.

"Yes, but you didn't do anything I didn't enjoy. Trust me." She replied, tangling her fingers in the ends of my hair. "I'd love to just spend time in your company, though. Let's do breakfast. Take a long walk. Just be together, yeah?"

I smiled. "You've got it, beautiful." I said, running my finger down the tip of her nose.

She gave a shy smile and blushed, kissing my shoulder. "You'd really do anything for me, wouldn't you?" She asked.

"Yes." I said. "That's not even a question. I love you. Whether I fuck you blind, or just play scrabble with you."

"Scrabble, now there's a game we couldn't play without it getting dirty quickly."

I laughed. "Cheeky." I said, kissing her softly. "Come on, how about we get a bit of rest?"

She yawned again. "Sounds delightful."

Rough (no pun intended) translations from Greek (a la Google, so may not be 100%:

Toso zesto. Toso gamimeno sexi - So hot, so fucking sexy

Nai...nai... Toso gamimeno kali... Pao na orgasmo - Yes, yes, so fucking good, I'm going to orgasm

Afti einai i diki mou. Katalavaineis? - She is mine. Understand?

A/N#2: I might also mention, that I studied Greek for five years through primary school. How much do I remember? Much more than I remember of studying three years of Chinese in high school, though probably less than I can get by with French.

Erm...yeah.

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