Chapter 881

In the hotel, Fred laid Mya in his arms gently on the bed. Her pearl hair clip slipped from her hair, tumbling down as she pulled off her hat and scarf, murmuring, “So hot…”

Suddenly, Mya started unbuttoning her clothes and felt cooler. She said, “Now I’m cold again, I need a blanket…”

“What’s going on, Fred?” Mya asked, sounding a bit worried. “I feel so strange.”

“Do you want this?”

Mya squirmed in Fred’s arms, finding it tough to move away.

“Fred, it tickles. I don’t feel good, what did you do to me? Don’t touch that spot.” Mya pleaded.

“Your first time?” Fred asked.

Mya was whimpering and sniffling, emitting soft moans Splayed out on the bed in a spread-eagle position, Mya found her legs controlled by someone else, unable to close them however much she tried.

“Do you want me to go in deeper? Right here?” Fred asked.

No, Fred, don’t!” Mya said.

just enough to grasp in his hand, Mya felt herself becoming increasingly peculiar, even involuntarily moving in sync

I stop?”

turned, yearning for

saw himself achieving some unstated goal. He undid the last piece of clothing adorned with cartoon characters and said, “Take it off

but be gentle,” Mya whispered, blushing as she undid the last

scratch marks to Fred’s back, already a canvas of old scars. Through the peaks and troughs, her cries morphed from pain to a slow, mellifluous cadence.

sweat, her whole body aching and sore. She felt as if she might die from the ordeal. The sounds from the bathroom and the strewn clothes on the floor made Mya realize that Fred had done

of deep blue men’s underwear, which

had called her numerous times. When Mya finally answered the phone, she was both nervous and scared as she gave

posture, trying

has been trying to reach you. You really shouldn’t be away for so long,” the

all Mya managed to

Mya’s mother, Grace Dion confronted her, visibly worried. “Mya, don’t ever come home this late again. Your father would be worried sick about

Grace might notice something was amiss, Mya did not dare to pause for a moment and ran straight upstairs, saying, “Mom, I know it’s late from

with a high fever, which delayed treatment and caused permanent damage to her brain,

Mya thought, ‘Am I going to die? It’s bleeding. I remember hearing that it’s normal to bleed the first time. It should be fine,

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