In My Desperate Time

I'm so angry with him that I really don't want to be in the same space with him.

It's getting late now, and the wind is blowing strongly, which makes me feel a little cold.

Frances Louis drives slowly behind me.

I go faster, and he drives faster. I slow down, and he also slows down.

I feel uncomfortable being stared by a pair of eyes.

“Frances Louis, what do you want? Would you stop following me?” I turn to him and ask furiously.

“This is the only way home. Are you sure I'm following you?”

The man shrugs innocently.

His car goes like a turtle and he says that he is not following me?

Never mind. I can’t beat him if he plays rogue.

I can only stop and get in his car.

Frances Louis chuckles. He steps on the gas and it's totally different from the tortoise speed before.

As soon as we get in the house, Frances Louis pins me down on the table and lifts up the hem of my skirt.

“What are you doing?”

by him, looking at Frances Louis

rut? Why is

by.” The man nibbles my shoulder, his voice low and

want you?” I ask

condoms. Don’t you want to have

What?

“Just in case…”

Louis swallows my

my desire and takes off

place? I want to go the bathroom. I

Betty's voice comes from behind. I turn around in horror and see her standing in the doorway with an embarrassed

you are

also forgets that

make breakfast in the

points at the bathroom and

Louis

embarrassment, picking up the

to be moderate or he won't have the energy to work during the

what Betty said and turns his head to stare at her. Betty

go in, so I go back to my room. I have a