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.

his frosty stare, I'm scared

wanna escape from the place, but I

I still can't help being scared when facing

His gaze becomes frostier.

and dart a tentative look at

reaches out his hand

shudder as my smooth skin is exposed

feel more

can clearly sense the familiar glitter in

That's...lust.

don't

I'm saying

at me, he's getting closer

towards my back and unbuttons my

chest and keep

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

those who are

means humiliation for

can't stand him doing it to me when he doesn't have a thing for me

is

he carries me in his