PLAYING ON THE SOFA

"Don't think of the dirty things! I'm still disgusted to be touched by a man like you! But what can I do? This is the only thing I want to try!" said Elissa excitedly. She was already barefoot and sitting on Edgar's sleeping sofa.

"Hurry up!" she yelled when Edgar just stood there dumbfounded.

"What are we doing?" asked Edgar with a trembling voice.

"Sit down! Don't talk so much, and take off your pants! You're still wearing shorts, right?" asked Elissa.

Edgar swallowed even more. He nodded vaguely. Edgar guessed even more. What exactly possessed Elissa to be like this? He told Edgar not to think anything. Did she not know that men tended to think about bed more often than women?

"Do you want to take it off yourself or let me take it off?" she asked.

Edgar immediately tightened his pants. He shook his head. I swear, this air-conditioned room did not affect the young man. His whole body was now sweating. His face was deathly pale. And he swallowed repeatedly.

"I'll be right back!" said