Chapter 167 I Helped You Take the Day Off

• I was afraid that he might start kissing me again if I didn’t tell him a story. I didn’t mind his kisses. But they generally led us down a dangerous path.
• I started thinking furiously.
• “What kind of story do you want to listen to?”
• “Anything’s fine.”
• “It’s going to be hard for me to find something in that vast database in my head without any search parameters, you know.”
• “Something that happened when you were growing up then.”