What a Piece of Work I Am, Chapter 54 begins: “SEX,” she said. She paused for a beat that she used to shoot me a glance full of comment on the power of that word to get the attention of an audience. “Onstage sex was a kind of guilty pleasure for me.”
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What a Piece of Work I Am, Chapter 54 begins: “SEX,” she said. She paused for a beat that she used to shoot me a glance full of comment on the power of that word to get the attention of an audience. “Onstage sex was a kind of guilty pleasure for me.”