In My Desperate Time

For the first time, I take Frances Louis' hand and walk out of NewFun with him. His car is parked on the right side of the door. It is the car that he drove when I first met him. How could I be so blind that don’t see it when I came in?

Being blew by the wind outdoor makes me sober. Suddenly I regret choosing to leave with Frances Louis, am I courting death?

Frances Louis pulls me into the car, but doesn’t start it. Some of those people, standing at the door of NewFun, are still looking at us, unwilling to give up.

“Don’t try to do anything to me. I won't allow you to do it.” I define my position seriously.

Probably Frances Louis thinks I look funny by talking like this. He fumbles out a cigarette and light it. I watch his movements with a kind of ecstasy.

I choke on his words and heard him continuing saying, “I, Frances Louis, will never take a girl’s advantage.”

“Don’t feel embarrassed to say it? Last time, in the hotel…”

retort subconsciously, but feel shame to say more.

am trying to say immediately, but he just

touch me? How could it

body being sore and my legs are so

to see through what I am thinking. He looks significantly at his

Hand?

night, just like that day

I don't know whether to be happy or sad. That night, I was seductive under the influence of the medicine, even out of control, and Frances Louis held it up and didn’t touch

Is it true that I can't get men interested? Or does

by my thoughts. I look at Frances Louis

not, you can try it by yourself. It’s not late to change your mind now.” He turns to me and looks at me ambiguously.

obvious that he wants me to be his mistress.