He no longer gave any sign at all what he was feeling. His eyes scoured every inch of her, but lingered nowhere. Her breasts and ass got not a millisecond more attention than her forearms and knees. And his face was as affectless and blank for all; nothing but business.

When she was facing him again, he minutely nodded. "Good. Almost done. Take down your hair, run your hands through it, and shake it out, upside-down."