South Grant listened to Nathan Foster's words, stunned and unable to recover.
She thought that she had encountered a sexual pervert that night.
She never wants to experience such a feeling again in her life, dying and living, living and dying.
That man seemed to never tire, wanting more again and again.
Later, she passed out, and when she woke up, he was gone, leaving only the thick scent of pleasure in the room.
It turns out, it was all just a misunderstanding.
Nathan Foster looked at South Grant's expression, paused for a moment, then said:
