Practically perfect

"I do swing a mean axe." Xander smiled.

"Really" Anita asked.

Xander bobbed his head. "I work construction."

"Ooooh. I can dig it." Anita looked around and held up a blue vial. "So construction worker or mountain man?"

"Bit of both, I guess." Xander shrugged. He watched as Anita did the work of mixing some blue and green liquid into Mr. Mister. "Joyce really paid for all this? I dont need all the bells and whistles if this will cost her more."

Anita patted his shoulder, "Arent you a sweetie. Don't worry about it. Joycie is splurging. Her own full package make over was in a gift basket she won."

"Full package?" Xander asked.

"Joycie, right now, should be getting ready for a full body massage. We're gonna break up that cellulite and move it to the places it can do the most good. Then its on to a full body scrub to get rid of all that old sun damaged skin and let her undamaged younger skin shine." Anita replied as she positioned Mr. Mister next to Xander's face.

Xander hmmmed with a furrowed brow. He took a drink of his fruit juice to keep busy.

"You dont approve?" Anita asked.

"I..." Xander smirked. "I know better than to say anything about a woman and her beauty regime."

"Smart man." Anita smiled at him

"Besides Joyce is practically perfect already." Xander grinned.

"Practically perfect." Anita leaned in and asked quietly, "Not completely perfect?"

"Fantastic mom, great cook, smart lady, good business woman with a good eye for art." Xander ticked off on his fingers. "And usually calm in a crisis. Usually."

"And sexy?" Anita waggled her perfectly formed eyebrows.

Xander blushed. "Yeah. Classy sexy. Sexy older woman."

"What do you like most? In a woman?" Anita asked.

Xander looked over at her and raised an eyebrow, "Why?"

Anita smiled and cocked an eyebrow at him, "Just getting the lay of the land. Seeing who the competition is. Finding out what your deep dark secret desires and wants are."

Xander took a deep breath and slowly let it out. 'Strippers and money, remember what your dad told you' Xander thought again.

"The curls." He nodded his head. "Yup, gotta be the curls. Love me some curls. Man, TNG and Deanna Troi made an impression on young me. Joyce and her curls...."

"Phooey." Anita made a show out of holding up her straight hair and looking at it. She stood back, thrust her chest out and cocked her hip out to the side to showcase her body. "What else do you like in a woman?"

Xander made an effort not to stare but he did give her brief glance. "Yup. A... uh... full figure is nice."

"Just nice?"

"Heh. I mean... yeah, Jessica Rabbit is a fantasy but so is Red Sonja." Xander looked away. "And I know I'm lucky if any woman even looks twice at me."

Anita gave him a disbelieving look, "Sweetie you arent ugly, why would you think like that, you're a cutie."

Xander bobbed his head, "Sorry, sorry... its just you should see the other guy. Freaking good looking Angel." He grumbled.

"Sorry Sweetie." Anita patted his shoulder, "I didnt mean to step on a nerve. Just remember you are cute."

"Thanks."

"So sexpot or warrior woman? What else floats your boat?" Anita leaned forward and damn near let her tits fall out of her top into Xander's face. "So do you like big tits?"

"I appreciate all kinds of boobs. Big, medium or small. That I get to see them in all their glory is a gift from the gods." Xander declared fervently as he stared at the boobs on display.

Anita jiggled her boobs. "You must like one more than the other. Right?"

Xander looked away and finished his fruit juice. "Im not opposed to big boobs. Some of my favorite boobs are big boobs. I'm a big Amy Yip fan. However the best kind of boobs are the kind attached to a woman I'm in a relationship with."

Anita pulled back, "Wow. You are... you...."

"All my friends are women." Xander admitted.

"They got you trained." Anita shook her head in wonder.

"So how about that shave?" Xander tried to get things back on track.