What do they get out of that? Eve wondered as they stepped into the vacated elevator. How good could your own thumb taste? It's not the taste, it's the sucking action. Oral satisfaction and comfort. So, basically, they're giving themselves a blow job? For a couple of seconds, Peabody's mouth worked silently. I … I can't possibly answer that without feeling really dirty and weirded. With a shrug, Eve rode up to the fourth floor. Decent building, Eve thought, decent security. Solid working class with residents who took enough pride of place
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As Eve and Peabody entered the elevator, Eve pondered the peculiar behavior of certain individuals, questioning what satisfaction they derived from such actions. She found it strange to consider that something as simple as thumb-sucking could provide comfort and oral gratification, leading to the startling conclusion that it resembled an intimate act. Peabody struggled to respond to Eve’s musings, feeling uncomfortable discussing the implications of such behaviors.

Eve then shifted her focus to their surroundings, noting the decent condition of the building they were in. She appreciated the security measures and the sense of pride exhibited by the residents, which reflected a solid working-class environment. This contrast between her previous thoughts and her current observations highlighted the complexities of human behavior and the settings in which they occur.

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