Just Kiss You For Now

You find yourself enthralled by Hannah's cold reception, so contrary to Denise's polite acceptance. Instantly you resolve to break through that chilly exterior. "All in good time." You tell her as you walk around the glass display case, standing inches from her. You reach out and brush a strand of dark hair from her face. Staring into her blue eyes you say, "You're absolutely stunning you know." You run a finger down her cheek slowly whispering to her as you do. "You have such soft, delicate skin. Such bright eyes. A delicate bone structure." Slightly brushing against her bottom lip you continue, "And such supple, pouty lips. You are perfection."

For the first time Hannah looks flustered. It's apparent she'd been prepared for you to treat her like a sex toy than to heap so much praise on her. She blushes and looks away from your gaze, holding her arms in front of her stomach awkwardly. "Uh, thanks." She whispers.

"Kiss me." You command in a quiet, soft, tone. Immediately the got girl leans forward and presses her soft lips against yours. The lip piercing and the piercing you quickly discover on her tongue make for an interesting experience as she gives you a passionate, long kiss. As she does you run your hands along her back, resisting the urge to explore her ass or breasts just yet. You can honestly say it's one of the better kisses you've experienced but after about two minutes you pull away. "Incredible." You whisper giving her a soft parting kiss before stepping away and grabbing your clipboard. Hannah takes a deep breath, visibly trying to center herself as you begin writing "How old are you, gorgeous?" You ask her.

She clears her throat and answers, "I'm twenty. Why?"

"For the review, silly." You wink at her and chuckle. She awkwardly smiles back as you write down her name and age.

"Oh, yeah. Obviously." She swallows audibly and straightens up a little, regaining some of her composure. "So is that everything?"

"Oh no. I'm just giving you your mouth score." You flip the clipboard showing her where you've written a 10 in the mouth category.

Her eyes widen and she gasps. "A ten! Really!?"

In truth you'd give her mouth an eight, but you're curious about what will happen if you give girls perfect scores on things. Continuing with your ruse you smile and step back in front of her. "Yeah, baby, a perfect ten." You wrap an arm around her shoulder, leaning in for another quick kiss then you ask her, "What should I inspect next?"