Cece’s dining on a tub of chicken lo mein while I polish off my third dumpling after emptying my portion of chicken satay. She’s more relaxed than she was upstairs, and she now has a bra on, so I’m more at ease too. I’d gotten a flash of hard nipples when she opened her door earlier. Not that I’m complaining. There’s nothing wrong with hers. Honestly, it would’ve been nice if they had teeth or something to scare me away from ever looking at them again.
