“Very nice,” she said.
After that, she walked around to his back. He couldn’t see her and was caught off guard by the feel of her hand on his shoulder. It made him flinch a little.
“Oh relax Talon,” she said in a somewhat more than soothing voice.
“I won’t bite you.”
Talon wasn’t sure about that, and hearing her say it did little for his comfort level. He felt her hand slide across his shoulder. It felt as though it was flat down, not holding the tape, but he couldn’t tell.
“You know,” she said. “I really can’t tell much with all this leather on your back. I’m afraid you are going to have to take off your shirt. I hope you don’t mind.”
Talon did mind. He fought back a little panic and wondered if she could still make the shirt if he refused. Janice walked around to face him again and
