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"I mean, well, after all, we are father and daughter," she went on. "You saw me naked every time you changed my diaper."
"That was a good many years ago." . "It shouldn't be such a big thing," she said thoughtfully. "I mean, you've been married twice, so you've seen two women naked. And I'm going to marry someday."
"Have you ever seen a naked man?" he asked.
She almost lied, and said that she hadn't, then changed her mind. "Uh, yeah, I've seen Ted-my stepfather, you know," she answered. It was a half-truth. She knew what Pop would assume was far from what she actually had seen.
"I know who Ted is. Your mother's gotten casual about nudity."
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"I mean, well, after all, we are father and daughter," she went on. "You saw me naked every time you changed my diaper."
"That was a good many years ago." . "It shouldn't be such a big thing," she said thoughtfully. "I mean, you've been married twice, so you've seen two women naked. And I'm going to marry someday."
"Have you ever seen a naked man?" he asked.
She almost lied, and said that she hadn't, then changed her mind. "Uh, yeah, I've seen Ted-my stepfather, you know," she answered. It was a half-truth. She knew what Pop would assume was far from what she actually had seen.
"I know who Ted is. Your mother's gotten casual about nudity."