“I don’t plan on...what the hell is mushroom stamping?”
I squinted at him. “You don’t need to know.”
Those glorious violet eyes looked heavenward for a couple of seconds. “You referenced my size, Kiya. I was simply trying to ascertain, without saying it in so many words because, as I’ve mentioned, I am a gentleman, and we do not discuss things like lady parts unless it is absolutely necessary, which I’ve yet to find it to be unless the lady in question was indisposed, and then it’s not so much a discussion of her parts, but of her general sense of disinterest.... Where was I?”
“Lady parts?” I asked hopefully, gesturing to mine.
“Ah. Yes. Very nice.”
“Thank you. I trimmed last night in your honor. Well, to be honest, I was going to trim anyway, because there’s nothing more off-putting
