After it was over, Lina buried herself tightly in the quilt, her small oval face blushing furiously, her heart pounding. She couldn't believe that she had actually done that kind of thing for a man. Whenever the crew's young ladies joked about such matters, she found it unbelievable.
She thought she would never do that kind of thing for a man, as it seemed disgusting. But now she had done it, and instead of feeling disgusted, she felt sweet!
Could it be that this kind of thing varies from person to person?
Doing it for someone you love is happiness, but for someone you don't know, it's disgusting!
"Lina!"
A deep, magnetic voice rang in her ears, and Lina's cheeks grew even redder. Her head instinctively shrank back into the quilt, completely burying her head.
"Lina, are you shy?"
