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I lean forward, dipping my face right next to his, letting my chest gauge the musculature of his back. My breasts give him high ratings.
From his rapid eye blinks, it seems they've scored favorably, too.
"What are we doing today, Edward?"
His reflected eyes click to mine. "Um…I was kind of hoping you'd tell me. This rat's nest…" He runs his right hand from his forehead halfway up his scalp, shaking his head with disdain.
"Hmmm, let's see…" I answer, running both hands experimentally from the nape of his neck up and around the sides. "God, you've got fantastic hair!"