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He was always a gentleman. Next morning, Marc slept late and came into the kitchen as Jane and Paula were having breakfast. He overheard Paula say, ‘He what?’ ‘He got hard.’ ‘While you were singing?’ Jane nodded. ‘Whoa. I don’t want to even think about why he did that,’ she said, smiling. ‘Did what?’ Marc asked, sleepily. ‘Um, Jane says her lullaby got you hard?’ Marc suddenly woke up. ‘Yeah, I guess it did.’ ‘Um, you wanna talk about it?’ Paula teased. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘Did your mama used to sing to you?’ Jane teased. Marc looked at her but did not answer. He was not sure why she asked. ‘C’mon, Marc. You can tell us. Did your mamma’s lullabies excite you when you were an itty-bitty baby?’ ‘I don’t think she ever sang to me.’ ‘Well, maybe Sarah sang to Caroline and that’s what turned you on?’ ‘If Sarah did, it was not when I was around.’ ‘So…..why last night?’ Marc shrugged but did not reply. ‘Did you know lullabies turned you on?’ Marc remained silent. He knew they were teasing.

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