In My Desperate Time

My heart is beating hard.

It's been quite long since our last kiss. I feel so dizzy that I can hardly think.

The air in my lungs is reducing, but I can start to think.

I push Frances away and frown, "Frances, are you out of your mind? What are you doing?"

His kiss used to be sweet and warm to me.

But it's different now.

He's already been with Hilda. How could I be so intimate with a man who's already had a beloved?

He followed the impulse to kiss me, which I don't want.

I didn't expect that Frances would become such a casual guy.

If he can kiss me when Hilda and he are married, then he'll kiss any other woman.

I don't like what I'm seeing.

I wipe my mouth hard with a look of disgust.

I do feel sick.

the intimacies that don't come out of love are

Frances’ gaze becomes sharp.

I'm scared and step

from the

but I still can't

His gaze becomes frostier.

tentative look at him, "Frances, what are you

sentence, Frances reaches out his hand towards me

shudder as my smooth skin is

feel more frightened

clearly sense the familiar glitter in

That's...lust.

don't do

I'm saying it to

a sneer at me, he's getting

towards my back and

my chest and keep shaking my

"Don't ... please... don't."

sweet for those

it means humiliation for

doing it to me when he doesn't have a

he really is an

me in his arms and directly places me