"Your hands." She whispered, "They're beautiful."
Although Collin had been praised for his hands many times before, he felt that ... there was something more in Roxy's tone.
She was hinting at a hand job?
His head was in the clouds.
"Why do you call me in?" Collin caught the scent of her lotion, and she was clinging to him. Strangely, she who seemed thin in her loose clothes was actually very plump.
"A doctor." She said calmly, "You must be neat."
Collin did not ask any further. He stretched out his hands around her waist. Originally, he was only interested in her voice and expected nothing of a love affair. Tonight was probably unexpected.
"What about that boy?" He asked, "You're not satisfied with him?"
Roxy pulled herself from his arms and looked at him with the vacancy of her eyes. "Don't ask too much, I prefer we do it directly."
Collin almost bit his tongue.
