10-20-2008, 07:23 AM
"Well, I don't mind the cinnamon." Kurtz laughed softly, giving a small laugh as he stared onto her. He had to admit, her figure was one he loved. She always seemed to be in shape, and he wanted to on a number of occasions explore more, but he always held himself back. He saw her more as a friend then anything else, unless he saw her interest in him. "If that's what makes it as tasty as it is."
