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.

don't come

Frances’ gaze becomes sharp.

I'm

wanna escape from the

still can't

His gaze becomes frostier.

and dart a tentative look

I can finish my sentence, Frances reaches out his hand towards me and tears my

smooth skin is exposed

feel more frightened

sense the familiar

That's...lust.

don't... don't

back as I'm saying it

me, he's getting closer

out his hand towards my back and unbuttons my

cover my chest and keep shaking

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

for those who are in

it means humiliation for

doing it to me when he doesn't have

is an embarrassment

he carries me in his arms and directly places