Alex looked at her, moving his chair in her direction, spreading his legs wide open, his hand resting on his thighs.

"What good?" Alisha's mind rang, not understanding what he was trying to praise, as there was nothing to be praised.

It had been more than an hour, she stood like a statue, her eyes fixed on him, even though he wasn't particularly looking like anything interesting to look at.

"Do you know what you look like now?" Alex asked, sliding his hand up slightly, as if he might pull ...