I smile smally and said, "Okay, but only because you give me no choice."
I open up, feeling the thrill of this boy looking at me. A little bit of guilt entered my brain at this thought, for the boy was barely fourteen. He looked me up and down and I turned around slowly for good measure. He let out a slow breath. He stared for several minutes. He maybe even drooled a little. I pointedly covered myself. He closed his eyes. He cemented it in his memory. He opened his eyes. Then he broke the news.
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