“That chauvinistic PIG !!!” ranted Adaime back at home, pacing in the living room. “Here I am with a doctoral degree and all this education behind me, but NO he won’t listen to ME.”

Steve laughed from the couch “How could he? He was staring at your breasts the whole time.”

She stopped pacing. “He was?? Why didn’t you do something about it!?”

Steve’s hearty laugh almost stopped his breathing at that point. He wiped a tear from his eye. “The man can’t help himself, I don’t see how any man could with you.”

“You don’t!!”

“Do too, you just don’t notice because I have to look down at both your face and your boobs.” He laughed at her again.

“God, you’re just impossible.” she stomped her foot for emphasis as she turned away.

Steve got up from the couch and wrapped his arms around her from behind, kissing her head just above her ear. “At least Mr. Kirland finally got the message, so now the city’s efforts might actually be able to help someone.”

“Yeah, but he’s still a chauvinistic pig.”