Quite The Curvaceous Body...

"No, I really don't think it's appropriate to say to a lady like you, since it's quite crude and vulgar, which I'm pretty sure you won't find pleasing to hear." I waved my hand and refused to speak a word, which only sparked her interest even more.

"No, please do say whatever it is you were trying to tell, since I'm dying of curiosity to know why you're hesitating so much." Camila said with an avid expression on her face and took a step out of her house to get closer to me. "I promise I won't judge you or berate you no matter what you say, so I hope you can do your neighbour a favour and tell me what was on your mind at that moment when you first saw me."

"Even if it's not for a favour, you can at least do it for the pasta you ate." She emotionally blackmailed me with a grin on her face so that I didn't back out and decline.

"Fine...But don't blame me if you're offended by what I say."