John couldn’t help but let his eyes drift for a second. She was tall, even without her heels on. Five ten or so, slender, blond hair to shoulder length, top two buttons of her blouse unbuttoned. It was just the quickest of glances, but he knew she was watching. Strange. If you don’t check an attractive woman out, even for a second, it’s an insult; if you do, there might be a cold, icy stare.
“If you don’t check an attractive woman out, even for a second, it’s an insult; if you do, there might be a cold, icy stare.“ DISGUSTING GET OVER YOURSELF
