'If you can then I want to' by Charlotte Buchanan

So masterly, James had the technique honed to perfection. First the right side, up down, up down, then the left. Not a squeak, not a cough, just a gentlemanly retch at the outset but nothing obtrusive. As he stood, feet firm and slightly apart, Jessica was hypnotised by his presence and skill; she knew her life would never be the same again. She had to have a go, beat him at his own game just for being so damn arresting, so damn good at it. So much of it was about control, she thought, even though she felt all control leaving her as she watched the master at work. Then she took a deep breath and, passing a green bean elegantly up her nose, she coughed it down into her mouth, seized both ends and began pulling.

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