underwear when I put on my pajama pants. The way Alex’s eyes widen and stay glued to the area between my legs while I dance lets me know that it’s more than a little obvious that I’m freeballing it. I finish my dance, and he clears his throat, forcing his eyes back to my face. “Well, then,” he says, and I shoot him a flirty wink. It’s either that or feel awkward that he just watched my dick flop around.
