I can see your curves...
Your shape...
How could any idiot mistake you... for a little girl?
What'd you say?
You don't think I'm a girl?
No...
Not at all...
I can tell... by the look in your eye and by the sound of your voice...
You're a woman.
His arms wrap around my hips.
Wow...he's so warm.
He kisses my cheek but knows not to be too friendly...
...only little girls let guys get friendly on their first night.
It's like he knew that...
Like he knew... what a woman wanted.
And how do you know I'm a woman?
Couldn't I just as easily be a grown little girl?
A stupid thing to tell him.
He knows what a woman's like...
Men always do... unlike little boys.
Of course you're not a little girl...
Little girls wouldn't keep a straight face if you touched them like this...
They'd ask for more and then cry when you finally gave it to them.
...You though...you know what you want..right?
Yes, I'd never let him get close if I wasn't sure I wanted it.
A woman can't let these things slip past her.
...that's something little girls forget.
I didn't say anything...
But he could read what I wanted...
And oh heavens... did he give it to me.