The first thing she did was lock or at least try to herself in. The room had a door-lock but the bathroom and wardrobe they share didn't. Or maybe he wasn't even coming tonight because he would think she is a psychopathic s*x crazed horny pervert.
She paced back and forth and bit her lower lip as her mind ran wilder than she did.
She wanted to be an ostrich and bury her face in the sand to get rid of what she has done. How could she just discuss his thing like that?!
Now he was going to assume this is what goes on in her head all the time! What if he thinks that she thought of defiling him all the time and was a pervert?!
