As he leaned over me, he gazed deeply into my eyes. Studying my face. As if trying to remember the position of my every pores. His eyes clearer than ever. His lips twitched a little as if about to mutter his thoughts out loud. Then he thought nah better not. And I insisted on telling me his mind. And he did.
But with a little spew of air coming out of his arse. tuuuuutttt...