"Oh… oh my! Mr. Phoenix Gray, you're well-endowed down here too! You're such a god's gift! I can't believe that a woman doesn't want you!" Nicky praised. She couldn't contain her excitement even more. She leaned in, wanting to kiss Mr. Phoenix Gray, who was unresponsive.
She leaned closer and closer until her lips were only one inch away from his. Vernon was staring emptily, his body was responsive to touch, but he didn't seem to realize the woman in front of him.
His mind continued to flood with one woman and that woman only. Her figure, smile, voice, everything about her had completely filled his mind from fifteen years ago, and that never changed and probably will never be.
Vernon couldn't think straight amidst his drunken stupor, but when he felt the breath of someone in front of him, his mind regained a little consciousness, and he saw the face of a random woman almost kissing him.
