He tears up my messy clothes. The air-conditioning is on, and I feel a chill on my chest when there is no clothes covering me.
My brain is still dizzy, my skin is cold, but my body is hot. I don’t know when I have straddled on Frances Louis’s legs.
Did he hold me up? Or did I sit on it by myself?
“Hot, I feel so hot.” I hold Frances Louis tightly. My body swirls uneasily and I can feel his part has become as firm as a stone.
I have no consciousness now, only untouchable desire left in my heart.
I am ready for what is going to happen, but my shaking body still betrays my nervousness.
Frances Louis stares at me, and the fire in his eyes seems to devour me at any moment.
“What dirty things are you thinking? You blushed.” Suddenly he asks me with a smile on his lips.
I roll my eyes. It’s because I am drugged. Now I can’t help doubting myself, my look looks so much like flirting.
The temperature in the car is very low, but my whole body is very hot.
The narrow space makes me nowhere to hide. I can only be held in his arms again, and his hand slips under my skirt…
“Hey, let go of me! Frances Louis, shame on you!”
It is a thousand times more shameful than having sex with him!
Something is like a fate. I am drugged twice and get into Frances Louis’s car twice. Perhaps having experienced once would make the second time indifferent. If he’s the one who is my antidote, actually I don’t seem to mind so much.
Frances Louis probably knows what I want. He just glances at me and says lightly, “I won’t have your body when you are unconscious. Don’t worry, you’ll be comfortable anyway.”
I want to retort, but he quickens his hand…
I know for the first time that aphrodisiacs can be solved like this.
I am surprised to look up at him. His forehead is full of sweat. His looks show me that he must have been endured for a long time.
While I am hesitating, Frances Louis suddenly approaches me and whispers in my ear, “Jane Noyes, be my mistress.”