Kami was too honest and reactive by half; her expression in response to his words reflected annoyance and disgust, nose wrinkling as if she had smelled something rancid. Then she immediately leaned in to touch her forehead to his shoulder in easy affection, arm on the back of the couch moving to give a single, gentle stroke to his thick hair. After a moment, she drew back again and gave him another smile. "So your co-workers are the stereotype, fine. I'm glad you're not. I'd hate for my first stripper to be someone less interesting than you are."
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