With that said, Anthony Charlie couldn't help but recall the touch of her skin when she was drunk that night...
He couldn't quite remember what happened that night. But now that she brought it up, some details from that night suddenly flashed through his mind...
Her skin was white and tender; he didn't know what she had applied to it, but it felt slippery. Even now, he could still feel the sensation on his fingertips. She had the sweet fragrance of a young girl... That area was soft, but was it a B or a C cup? It was so small; maybe it was just an A cup?
Anthony Charlie suddenly snapped out of his thoughts!
The next moment, a suspicious blush crept up to his ears. His cheeks seemed to be burning, feeling incredibly hot.
How could he think about such things? It must have been this woman who led him astray!
Just then, there was a knock on the office door.
