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.

intimacies that don't come out of

Frances’ gaze becomes sharp.

frosty stare, I'm scared

the place,

I still can't help being scared when

His gaze becomes frostier.

tentative look at him, "Frances, what

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

skin is exposed to the

feel more frightened than

clearly sense the familiar

That's...lust.

don't... don't do

back as I'm

me,

out his hand towards my back and unbuttons

my chest and keep shaking my

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

are sweet for those who

means humiliation for me

me when he doesn't have a thing

really is an embarrassment to

rejection, he carries me in his arms and