[WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS.]
For the nth time that day, her face turned beet red and she squeezed her closed eyes further. She didn't know if that was a good idea because now, all she could concentrate on was her hand and his 'feel good' telltale.
"I had done my best to help you, little angel, now it was your turn to tame him, and I expect you had learnt it well in the evening." his words were like a charm binding her, and she nodded without even realising it.
"Good, then start it, you are not going to take time as you did in the evening. Right?" he asked and she gulped but shook her head.
"Good to know, now start Angela." with that he let his hands go, and now only Angela's hand remained there.
