Pretend

My jaw dropped smoothly. "What do you care about my bust size? I'm not asking about the length of your… "Okay, the fact that I was blushing now didn't speak for me. "You know," I muttered softly into my non-existent beard, hoping he hadn't understood.

"You are welcome to pretend, I have no reason to be ashamed of myself, on the contrary and hey, while we're on the subject," he half turned to me and completely ignored the traffic, which was in me caused some panic. "If you feel like a number, you can certainly talk about it. I don't have to look at you. "

Well tell me what was going on in his head? "Do you still have them all? How did you get the idea that I would get into bed with something like you? I've never seen that before and if you think that I need it so much that I… ”I fell silent when suddenly something became clear to me. "You don't mean that at all, you just want to disgust me." Stubbornly, I crossed my arms over my chest. “But you