Adrian took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and lay down next to Sienna Johnson.
He looked at a certain part of his body, unable to resist, he grabbed Sienna Johnson's hand, placed it on that part, and gently massaged.
A woman's hand, so soft and smooth, a light touch usually elicited a response from Adrian immediately, but at this moment...
Adrian couldn't believe he had lost interest in Sienna Johnson; his interest in her was intense, but now...
To borrow a phrase, it was "the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak," or more bluntly, he was "impotent."
Adrian felt murderous; he was still so young, yet he was "impotent." Was God playing tricks on him?
"Hmm..."
A soft murmur, Adrian quickly pulled her hand out of his pants, returning it to its original place, feeling like a guilty thief.
He absolutely couldn't let Sienna Johnson know that he was "not performing" anymore.
