but as my lips parted , and my voice readied itself to speak to him , i was barraged by an image that was at the forefront of his mind : him and janna , in an alley , her back pressed to the wall , her perfectly thin bodymanaging to have both smooth curves where curves were most appealing , and sharp angles where angles were bestin his tightly wrapped arms , his lips trailing down her neck feverishly , his hands on her breasts , his mouth on them and then , she was on her knees in front of him , her face moving forward and back between his legs , and his eyes were closed , his breathing deep , and he was trying so hard to force my face from his mind .