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"You've been there since morning," Michelle says, walking into Mateo's care room with a bowl.
"I took a snack break," I say, my eyes focused on the canvas in front of me as I finish up with my drawing.
"That's not enough, I made you a fruit salad," she says, placing the bowl on the table.
"Fruits in yogurt dressing?" I say, sliding the canvas and pencils to the side and bringing the bowl in front of me, "I guess I'm going to get an orgasm from this."
Michelle coughs and then clears her throat, "What did you just say?"
"I'm getting an orgasm from this salad... it's that feeling you get that forces you to close your eyes when you put certain foods in your mouth," I say, putting a spoonful of the salad in my mouth and closing my eyes as I chew.
Michelle lets out a sharp laugh
