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. Teddy paused for a long
moment, looking contemplative. My tape ran out, and I
flipped it over. There was some important stuff already
on side "A."
"I bet you weren't expecting anything like
this?"
"Frankly, no." I replied, "Actually, I guess I
want to tell you that I don't see any reason why this
should affect your career. Americans are too hung up on
sex, I figure. In France, what a man does outside his
political career is exactly that: outside. Unfortunately,
there's nothing I can do about it."
"I appreciate your vote of confidence. Well, I
think things will work out for me. I wouldn't worry."
"Actually, I was rather enjoying your story.
That is, if you don't mind..." "Certainly. Maybe some
people _will_ enjoy this. Do you think the _Post_ will
print it?"
I didn't have the heart to tell him 'no way!' It
seemed to me that the idea of getting the whole
readership of the _Post_ all hot and bothered was the
point of this whole interview for Teddy. It seemed like
the thought of it was arousing him almost as much as
recalling some of his more mischievous sexual
experiences.
"Well, we might cut it a little bit."
"Good, as long as it sees the light of day. I
guess I'll go on."
"By all mean
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