The other day, I was chatting with a female colleague. I was complaining that I hadn’t done a very good job of shaving that morning.
“It doesn’t look bad.”
“Yeah, but it feels rough as hell.” I took her hand and scraped it along my jawline.
“Ouch. That is nasty.”
“Yup, Would’ve gotten me kicked out of one ex-girlfriend’s bed.”
“I can see how that would bother her face.”
“It wasn’t her face she was worried about.”
It took a second or two, but this lovely shade of pink creeped across her face…