"Now I am the villain, and you are the cute schoolgirl. You should be saying how scared and angry you are, not how hot it is!" Howard was truly a master actor and director, putting his heart and soul into the role.
"Oh, okay," Helen replied, looking a bit clueless.
But she was not good at acting, so it was hard for her to show such complex emotions. However, she was enjoying Howard's touch, even letting out a comfortable hum from her mouth.
"Mmm..." Howard's large hand gently glided over her flat stomach, then continued upwards, caressing her lovely ribs. His fingertips lightly grazed over each rib before moving up to Helen's fragrant shoulder.
Surprisingly, his hand slipped under Helen's sailor uniform and emerged from the neckline, intentionally avoiding the key areas. Helen's body was ready to respond, but Howard had other plans.