Trapped with a Doctor

"It doesn't matter." He kissed her on the lips and replied, "I have received the best gift."

Everything brought him joy now, even the lust-filled kiss of a woman dressed as a cat.

Angela's pity for Arvin grew and she burst into tears of horror while laying in his arms.

She hated herself for having robbed Arvin of his manhood. She also hated herself for not being able to control her body and having ruined the gift that she had worked so hard on. Seriously, it was hard to come by a box that she could fit in, and then lie in it in a puddle of leather with the heat blasting all day; she really wondered how long she could stay there before she liquefied.

Arvin asked her with a smile, "Are you crying?"

He held her chin up and saw her unhappy face. Luckily, there was no tears in her eyes.

He had calmed down by now, his bull-like fervor dissipated, and his erection died down to a semi. If she hadn't had that little accident, he might have committed an unforgivable mistake.

He envisioned tying her body down with duct tape and really laying into her hard. He really wanted Angela's body, but... he was not qualified to have it.

"Do you have brown sugar?" He asked her.

Angela shook her head, "No, I don't." As far as she knew, many women used brown sugar to kill the pain of menstruation.

But she had never felt hurt on her period so she didn't need brown sugar.

During school, many girls envied her painless periods.

"Lie down, I'll go and buy some brown sugar for you." Arvin scratched her head gently. 'Maybe Angela is a legend tough girl, ' Arvin thought.

Angela pulled his hand and told him, "Don't go please. I don't need any."

When she lived with her parents, their servant would prepare a glass of brown sugar water for her when she was on her period. She drank it every time but she really didn't need it.

In order for Arvin to believe her, she stood up to do several jumping jacks. "Look! Like I told you, I'm fine!"

was really hurt, even one jumping jack would have reduced her

breasts, and reluctantly accepted her demand. He yanked her back to the bed. "Sleep now. I'll leave after you

was strong, Arvin still wanted to care for her as if she wasn't.

anxiety, don't go! Why would he leave her? All she wanted was his touch, and she'd feel better.

barely audible, tender voice. "I don't want you to go! What

of her own

for. She had wished to speak in a tender and delicate voice. But now all she could hear in her voice was... disgust. Why? She was

her conviction, because all he heard was a voice full of love for

with him, and

naughty girl into a docile cat captured Arvin's heart; he was pleased that she was so receptive and pliable and

was persuaded to stay a whole night in her house.

that night, Angela felt happy enough as long as she could sleep

all the people in the hospital were discussing the programs and performers in the party

the catwoman show was a good precedent, wondered whether she should also prepare

little embarrassed. She had no real talents in any field, except

once had arranged a piano teacher for her, but as a tough girl she didn't give

couldn't dance, her feet would be basically like an ogre's. The dancing teacher Daisy hired for her always attempted to seduce her brother and her father. It was strange. Angela found no companionship with this teacher, so

for singing, calligraphy, oration, or other musical instruments, she knew next to nothing

regretted lacking these skills now, when it counted to have

good at horse riding, kickboxing

show or performance. Party people were not interested in watching

the idea of preparing

performances quietly. Gosh! She hoped that Arvin wouldn't be disappointed with her lack of talent or

face. It was the moment a colleague lit a fire by accidentally mixing two unstable chemicals together she

have any skills that people were interested in. But she did at

Ha ha...

had been waiting for her to give