"No...it's not..."
Yolanda Bardot felt a burning heat.
She lifted a corner of her blanket, revealing a section of her white, smooth leg.
Dilbert Walker immediately detected a decadent and ambiguous scent floating in the bedroom...
He snatched up the white medicine bottle on the side table, inspecting it closely in his hand, only to be met with a shocking realization!
What Yolanda had taken was...
The unspeakable.
"Walker...brother...you're...back..."
The look in Yolanda's eyes swirled, dazed and intoxicated like a drunkard, her hand clutching at her bedsheet, "...I'm...so...hot..."
Then, her thin blanket was audaciously lifted up, tossed high in the air, and dropped beside her.
Revealing her enticing, curvaceous body—
Like a long snake.
Coiled on the sheet, her sleek body incessantly swaying...
All her beauty was on full display.
"Yolanda...What are you doing..." Dilbert dared not lift his gaze, blocking his line of sight with his arm.
