44. Nothing
"I was thinking about cutting my hair," Rio casually said one day at a visit.
Neil couldn't help but frown as he turned to look at her long, golden strands. Sometimes she had it up in a ponytail, swishing around like a horse's tail as it cascaded down her back like a waterfall. He liked her hair.
He wasn't familiar with the new stylist in town, Allen. However, just thinking of another man touching Rio's beautiful, shiny strands with lascivious, lustful fingers…
"I like your long hair," he admitted to her after a moment of silence. "Forget it. It's… nothing."
