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.

all the intimacies that don't

Frances’ gaze becomes sharp.

frosty stare, I'm scared and step

from the place,

been long, but I still can't help being scared

His gaze becomes frostier.

and dart a tentative look

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

skin is exposed to

more

can clearly sense the familiar glitter

That's...lust.

don't

step back as I'm saying

a sneer at me,

reaches out his hand towards

cover my chest and keep shaking my

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

those who

humiliation

when he doesn't have a thing for

really is an embarrassment

rejection, he carries me in his arms and directly places me on the