“You don’t need shapewear. You have a shape. You’re beautiful and all I can think about when I see you is how badly I want my hands on you.” He reached for her and she backed away. “There’s no sexy way to get this off me, so if you’re imagining some kind of striptease where I slowly peel it off, revealing my body inch by inch, just tuck that image away and replace it with opening a can of Pillsbury Crescent Rolls, or if you’re not familiar with that delicious treat, just imagine releasing any product that’s under pressure. Everything wants out at once.”
