At least you feel something when I touch you. He's older now, and he didn't recognize me, but I remember him. But that wasn't what bothered me the most. His eyes were wide, and he looked shell-shocked.
I could talk now, and what I said was, Help me. You know, if you don't want people thinking you're a stripper, you should dress better, miss. But we'd all been a little concerned about what might happen if it suddenly sprang to life at work. I met his face, and even his eyes were being careful.
Join the newsletter to receive news, updates, new products and freebies in your inbox.