"What else do you want? Let me go!" cried Sarah.
Charles moved in close to her, bewitched her, "Sarah, don't you really want me at all? You say you love me, but you don't want me?" His other hand began to rub against her body, starting at her face and then down her neck, her clavicle, until it reached her breasts.
Sarah was completely terrified and cried out, "Let me go, don't touch me!"
Charles, however, continued to squeeze her breasts and seduce her, "You really don't want me? But you are trembling, and you enjoy it. Sarah, why do you always cheat yourself?" His body was slowly getting closer to her, with his hands continuing to grope her body.
Sarah was trembling. Although she was both furious and upset, she still couldn't help but shudder whenever he touched her. She suddenly felt as though she was very cheap. Why couldn't she resist his bewitchment?
