“I only have one critique.” Her body language stiffens immediately. I lean forward, closing some of the distance between us. “Nine inches is not the perfect length.” Her cheeks flush as she understands my meaning, but she keeps that haughty body language. “No?” “Too big.” I lean back. “Chicks think they want that sort of size, but they’re never prepared for it.” “And you know this because…” I grin back at her, waiting… waiting… waiting… Her mouth falls open. There it is. “I don’t believe you.” She won’t quite meet my eyes though. “I could prove it to you, but I think that might get me kicked
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