In My Desperate Time

"I'm all over this. You can do it at any time."

I nod and say to him, "Thank you, my dear. I wouldn't know what to do without you."

"Thank me?" Frances raises his eyebrows and looks at me. Suddenly, he sits down beside the bed and looks at me enigmatically. "Well, if you want to thank me, you can give me a hot night."

A hot night?

Not now.

Now I'm too tired to move, not to mention having sex with him.

"Not now please. I'm too tired tonight."

I look at him with puppy-dog eyes, hoping that he can let me have some rest.

He looks back with his dark eyes. A few seconds later, he suddenly smiles.

He reaches out his hand and strokes my head. "Oh, look at you. Am I that scary?"

"Yes, you are! You always want more, don't you? I'm so afraid of you."

I roll my eyes at him and curl my lips.

saying I'm

fixes his sharp eyes on me as he pushes me onto the

gaze and say,

I never

clothes, when he takes off his clothes and

can read between lines. I'll let you know what a

he says that, my clothes

to do it, honestly

a lot on my plate lately, so

and can't afford his

one. So, I

"Frances, can you not..."

me up naked

the bathtub and gives me a

isn't about sex. He takes

have no idea when he gets

along with

so comfortable that I almost fall

you still