Alice Robinson was already a bit dazed by his teasing, "Just don't ask then."
"Using actions, right?"
"Huh?"
It was then she realized she had dug a trap for herself to fall into.
Chester Robinson reached into her clothes, gently caressing her skin.
"Stop it..." Alice shyly held his hand.
Chester carried Alice to the living room.
Continuing the previous conversation, "Stop what? Like this?" Chester's hand continued to slide up, swiftly unhooking her bra.
"Hey, this is the living room..."
"Does it make a difference where?" he chuckled.
"There are still other servants in the villa..."
"Did you forget we already dismissed them this morning?"
Oh right, they dismissed the servants this morning because soon, she would move to New York with Chester.
"But this is the living room, a place for eating and talking, how can we do this kind of thing?" Alice playfully pushed Chester's chest.
"Well, now you know the living room has another use, right?"
"You pervert."
