Five precepts of Buddhism, it made sense that refrain from alcohol was placed first.
Drinking could have consequences.
Katherine was not completely out of her mind.
She appeared to know what she was doing, but her actions showed them otherwise.
She stripped off her clothes quickly and stood under the shower.
The water sprinkled on her was cold. Katherine shivered, “Marshall, what’s wrong with you? It’s
freezing.”
She murmured in a soft tone.
When Katherine finished her words, she turned around and held Marshall, who was just a few steps
away.
Katherine seemed to be drawn by Marshall’s body temperature.
Marshall gnawed his teeth. He drank a lot too but unlike Katherine, he was still sober.
Perhaps Marshall’s body temperature wasn’t warm enough for Katherine. she muttered twice,"Why are
you so cold."
If Katherine hadn’t opened her eyes, Marshall would certainly think Katherine did this intentionally.
Katherine was fondling with Marshall and her hands all over his chest tried to find a warm place.
She moved her body up against his, "Couldn’t you....turn up the hot water a little."
Marshall stood still for a while, stared at the bathroom door.
Finally, Marshall thought of something and let out a sign.
Then he put his hand on Katherine’s shoulder and said, "Katherine."
Katherine didn't respond to him.
The water splashed on Katherine’s face as Marshall lifted her chin and tilted her head, making
Katherine feeling uncomfortable.
Katherine tried to avoid it, "Why do you always pick on me ."
Her tone sounded upsetting.
Marshall said, “That's because you gave me the chance to do so.”
He lost count on how much wine he just had. He was burning on the inside.
Now, even the cold water couldn’t suppress the desire.
Marshall forced Katherine to look up. Then he kissed her.
Katherine was stunned, then she wrapped her arms around him.
Marshall still remembered to turn off the water.
He carried Katherine up in his arms, moved a few steps forward, then pulled down the bath towel from
the side and wrapped it around Katherine.
Then, the two started making love, all the way from the bathroom to the bed.
There was a moment, Marshall was thinking clearly.
He felt the irony in the situation.
Marshall knew this was unavoidable when Peter brought Katherine into his room.
He was too used to her body.
Katherine almost regained her soberness halfway through.
She opened her eyes and said, "Marshall."
Marshall replied while continued with what he was doing.
Katherine began panting while looking at the ceiling.
She said, "You won’t even let me go in my dream.”
Obviously, she was not completely sober.
Marshall kissed Katherine for the last time and said, “Go back to sleep.”
Katherine closed her eyes slowly.
With the help of alcohol, Marshall was a little excited today.
He had never felt this way before.
During the middle of the sex, he inexplicably remembered how Katherine was lying on the bar counter.
She looked innocent and vulnerable, like a little girl who had not seen much of the world.Then he
remembered how she sat cross-legged on the chair and eating crab legs with her greasy hands.And
also how she was being well-mannered at his house.
The last recall of Katherine was the one he hated the most, which made him felt how pretentious and
dull she was.
But now, Marshall wasn’t sure if his brain was rotted by alcohol.
When he thought of the helpless Katherine, he suddenly felt sympathetic for her. Pitiful Katherine.
She was all alone in someone’s family.
When Marshall thought of this, he went harder on Katherine.
It seemed that Katherine was a little uncomfortable. She scratched Marshall’s back and whispered,
"Bastard, I hated you so much."
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