But it's about responsibility!
"Cough cough, I almost suffocated."
With Ginger Thorn's help, Gary Smith managed to escape from the flock of admiring women; he smelled the milk blended with the scent of flowers on his body, elegant but not overpowering, like a rose blooming among the thorns, beautiful and unrestrained, yet with a hint of danger.
It certainly pricks!
Ginger Thorn swept her hair back and pursed her lips, "You seemed to be enjoying yourself, though."
Because she actually couldn't pull away the previous few times.
This man, he seems upstanding, but is very naughty on the inside.
"You must be mistaken, I'm naturally socially anxious and bad at refusing others, so I tend to be shy," Gary Smith said in a righteous tone.
