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I’ve never liked a loud eater.

It’s a sound that should be muffled by heavy breathing. Soft wet flesh

touching and pulling apart is not a sound excused by pasta.

A person’s modesty ought to be mustered by a noise like that, and if it isn’t

they must not think correctly about bodies.

They must be lousy in bed.

I won’t forgive being made to think of the terrible mouthy sex of a loud eater over dinner.