“How much kin you pay?” Dazzle asked, looking at Tick.
“How much do it cost?” Tick asked cautiously.
“How many money is you got?” Dazzle inquired.
Tick handed her a five-dollar bill.
“Dat’s a plenty,” Dazzle laughed as she folded the bill and slipped it into the palm of her kid glove. Then she looked Tick over as if he were a horse she was thinking of buying. After a while she asked:
“Whut does you know about makin’ love to a woman, Tick?”
“Nothin’,” Tick answered modestly.
“Ain’t you never kissed no womens?” Dazzle asked incredulously.
“Yes’m.”
“Well, what happened?”