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101 Things to do with a Naked Girl |
I turned over. My head felt heavy, as if it had suddenly filled up with water. And it wasn't just any old water. Hey, it was heavy water! Suddenly I sat up. Hold on. Where am I? What happened last night? And who is that sleeping in my bed? She turned over and made a few snuffling noises. I lifted the bedclothes and looked at her. Suddenly she woke up, and peered up at me from under a great tangle of golden hair. "Ummmm" she said in a sort of warm furry way. "Gosh, there's a girl in my bed. How nice." She snuggled up to me. "In fact there's a naked girl in my bed." I reached over and switched on the light. "Ugghhh!" she squealed, "What did you do that for?" "I've got a handbook here somewhere." "Handbook? What handbook? What do you want a handbook for?" "Yes, it's here somewhere and I need it." "At this time of night. For god's sake what is it?" "It's called 101 things to do with a naked girl." |
© John Clare 2000-2007