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"But listen! " he exclaimed. "I _can't_, even if I want."
"Of course you can't. " Pure deviltry danced in her eyes. "You're the Director. It wouldn't be proper. But it's Standard Operating Procedure for simple, innocent, unsophisticated little country girls like me to go completely overboard for the boss."