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Star:We’re talking about you jacking off, Conor. I’m not sure you could handle more candor. I already feel like you’re squirming and I don’t know why.
Star:You’re a handsome man. You’re experienced. For God’s sake, you’re one of the city’s most eligible bachelors. So why are you nervous talking to me about this?
Conor:Because I don’t want to push you too far. If I did, I feel like I wouldn't know until I never heard from you again and you were in Siberia or something.
Star:You haven’t pushed me too far.
Conor:Good.
*Ten minutes later*
Star:Do you have hang-ups?
Conor:From my past?
Star:Yes.
Conor:We’re talking sex, right?
Star:Yes.
Conor:I’m particular.
Star:In what way?
Conor:I dislike hand jobs.
Star:Seriously?
Conor:Seriously.
Star:That’s… limiting.
Conor:It is what it is.
Star:Anything else?
Conor:Anal play is out. I don’t like hands in my hair either.
Star:Makes sense.
Conor:I’ve never told anyone that.
Star:You trying to tell me I’m special?
Conor:I think we both know you are.
Star:Maybe.
Conor:Do you have hang-ups?
Star:From being a sex slave?
Conor:Yes.
Star:Are you sure you want to know?
Conor:Wouldn’t have asked.
