All that mattered was that he overheard me say that I had just been hospitalized for my schizoaffective disorder.
I just don't trust that a man who probes women's vaginas for a living isn't secretly snickering or judging or enjoying.
That famous smile would look even more intriguing with lip injections, don't you think?
He managed to graze the side of my cheek. I cleared my throat and pushed him away with my hand.