“The overdraft of the card I gave you is unlimited, there's nothing you can't afford,” Frances Louis says
lightly.
“Forget it, I dare not use your card. If Whitney Jordan finds out, she would skin me.”
I say to him and head upstairs.
Frances Louis doesn’t ask any more questions, and I finally get away with it.
I come out of the shower, but find Frances Louis lying on my bed.
“Ah!”
I squeal, quickly covering my private parts. But it is not enough for two hands to cover three parts.
I turn around awkwardly.
“I never know you have this peculiar hobby.”
Frances Louis teases, making me even more embarrassed.
“I just forgot to bring my nightgown, I don’t do this usually.” I explain anxiously.
I'm not Frances Louis. I’m not some exhibitionist.
“What are you afraid of, which part of you I've never seen?”
Darn it! Shame on you!
I quickly turn around and run to the bed to put my nightgown on.
It is only after I put it on that I remember that I have locked the door when I was in the shower. I am
afraid that Frances Louis would suddenly come in and ask me the details of today. But finally, he still
comes in.
“How did you get in here?” I ask cautiously at him.
I keep a safe distance from him for safety’s sake.
“This is my house, and it's no surprise that I have keys to every room. So, don't do anything stupid like
locking the door in the future.”
Frances Louis says quietly, sweeping his gaze over me and whispers, “Come here.”
There is undisguised desire in his eyes.
I am afraid.
Ever since I've met Frances Louis, just a sight of bed would frighten me not to mention a bed with him
on it.
I stand still.
His patience is running out. He gets up and pulls me so hard that I fall onto the bed.
And, in an extremely awkward position, I fall on top of him.
How awkward is it?
My head is buried just where his private part is.
Then I see that part hold up a small tent.
“Help me get my pants off.”
The man says, his voice a little dry.
I know it is a sign that Frances Louis turns on.
“No. I'm still on my period.” I say feebly, but I don’t dare look up at Frances Louis.
I am lying.
My period has gone, but I really don’t want to have sex with Frances Louis. At least not today.
I am exhausted now after I hanging out with Donny for so long. I just want to have a good sleep.
Frances Louis, however, rolls over and pushes me underneath him. Then he smirks, “Jane Noyes, you
think you can fool me?”
Then, his hand goes to my private part, finding my most sensitive area accurately, his coarse fingers
gently sliding over my tender skin.
“You only sleep in your panties at night when your period comes, I know that well.”
The man whispers in my ear, making my ears blush.
It is my private habit, and I feel embarrassed when Frances Louis says it out like that.
I do this because I have read in a book that sleeping naked is good for health, so as long as it isn’t the
days of my menstrual period, I am used to sleeping naked.
I never thought that Frances Louis would find out my private habit.
“How do you know everything?” I look at him helplessly, knowing that I can’t avoid him tonight, and say
in a muffled voice.
He chuckles softly, squinting his eyes, “Jane Noyes, you're a bad liar. So, don't try to fool me. I’ll teach
you a lesson if I find out you lie to me!”
Frances Louis’s words make me break out in a cold sweat.
While I am stunned, his finger, suddenly, thrusts forward into my pussy.
“You...” I try to say something, but I turn soft under his ‘attack’.
“Tonight, make up for everything you owe me.”
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