Last night, Joseph Thompson was hungry, so Jaylene became his snack, devoured and tormented several times, until she fell into a deep sleep around four or five in the wee hours.
When she woke up, it was almost noon. She rubbed her eyes and grabbed her mobile phone to check the time, and sure enough, it was almost 12 p.m.
There was no sign of Joseph by the bed any more. She reached out, and the bed sheet was already cold, indicating that he had left a long time ago.
On the bedside table, there was a set of brand-new clothes, all with the tags removed, even including personal items like little cuties and underwear.
She didn't care about being shy anymore, and since she was the only one in the room, she quickly got out of bed. Looking at the messy bedding and scattered clothes on the floor, she shook her head to herself.
Only she knew how fiercely insatiable Joseph was last night, and he almost tormented her to the point where nothing was left of her.
