Andrew raised his hand and stroked Jiminy's cheek and said, "I really want to have a cat."
He touched his fair skin to the corners of his eyes: "It's best to have a pair of pale blue eyes. You like to stare at me with those beautiful eyes."
As he spoke, he touched the golden hair again and stroked it carefully along the soft hair: "There are also noble golden hairs that stand up when others approach."
Then he slid it to those sexy lips: "Don't hesitate to bite my hand when you are angry."
Look, why are you so angry and staring at me? Well, just don't bite me...