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Kirstie dabs at her mouth with a napkin. “Yes, I’d no idea that testosterone is such a well-developed flavour.” Richard explodes into a fit of coughing. After a few seconds, he straightens up again, wiping at his eyes. “Sorry about that. Bone got stuck in my throat.” James picks a morsel of fruit from between his teeth with a fingernail. “Yes, do watch out for bones everyone. You can’t be too careful with rhubarb.” But there’s a twinkle in his eyes for Kirstie. “That was great.” Charlotte stands, “But sorry, I gotta pee.” ***** You're staying overnight I hope? says Richard. Well... Kirstie sucks at her lips, then looks down. Ryan looks away. “There's plenty of room,” says Beth. “We have several spare bedrooms and I had them all made up in case we had extra visitors...” Are they sle

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