Debbie Does Dallas

Tammy: My goodness, Lisa, don't you ever wear underpants? Lisa: Oh, I just like to feel free. It's nice to feel the clothes against your skin. It's bad enough we have to wear them. We should walk around like the way we came into this world—stark naked. Tim: Hey, look, I don't like anyone interfering on my date nights—least of all my date herself. Rick: Look, they think they can boost her morale if they go with her. After all, she's so far away from home and all. Boy 2: Hey, man, it's not her morale that I am interested in boosting. Donna: Your boyfriend seems really happy, and I know you're still a virgin, so what's your secret? Annie: I'll tell you. Okay, who's got a banana? Cindy: I do. Mrs. Hardwick: Well, well, what have we here? Roberta: Oh, fu-... Mrs. Hardwick: Is this what we're paying you for? Roberta: Oh, Mrs. Hardwick. Mrs. Hardwick: Roberta, no, no, no. Roberta, it's fine, Roberta. Oh, don't worry, Roberta. I'm sorry. I was only kidding. Everything's fine, Roberta. Just sit

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