|You best feature...|
|Ben rents an apartment in Martin Square, Wellington, and goes to the lobby to put his name on the group mailbox. While he was there, an attractive young lady comes out of the apartment next to the mailboxes wearing a robe. Ben smiles at the young girl and she strikes up a conversation with him.|
As they talk, her robe slips open, and it's quite obvious that she has nothing under the robe. Poor Ben breaks out into a sweat trying to maintain eye contact. After a few minutes, she places her hand on his arm and says, "Let's go into my apartment, I hear someone coming..."
He proceeds with her into the apartment, and after she closes the door, she leans against it allowing her robe to fall off completely. Being completely nude, she purrs at him, "What would you say is my best feature ?"
The flustered, embarrassed Ben stammers, clears his throat several times, and finally squeaks out, "Oh, it's got to be your ears!"
She's astounded! "Why my ears? Looks at these breasts! They are full, don't sag, and they're 100% natural! My buns - they are firm and do not sag, and have no cellulite! Look at this skin, no blemishes, or scars! Why in heaven's name would you say my ears are the best part of my body?!"
Clearing his throat once again, Ben stammers - "Outside when you said you heard someone coming - That was me!"