Lately, The Mayor's been interested in my boobs.
He inches his way up to them at story time.
He s-l-o-w-l-y positions himself so that a hand is resting on one.
Y'all are all the same.
Last night during story time I called him on it.
"Mayor, you've been touching my boobs a lot lately."
"Boobies!!!" he said.
"Is that it? You're a boob man? You like boobs better than anything else?"
He pulled away and looked at me as though I had lost my damned mind.
"No, Mom. I like Darth Vader better than anything else."
Vader 1, boobs 0.