"Let me teach you," Hank Clegg reached out, cupping her face, "I will teach you, you need to learn seriously..."
Victoria was so shy that she didn't know where to look.
"What... what if I can't learn..."
"If you can't, just close your eyes, don't think about anything, just behave like you do now." Hank Clegg was incredibly fond of her clumsy demeanor at the moment, he couldn't help but gently brush her eyes with his lips.
Under her coat, was a tiny dress wrapped around Victoria Talkington's petite figure.
The light in Hank Clegg's eyes was rapidly dimming, disregarding her still clothed body, he leaned in to bite her.
"Don't..." Victoria weakly resisted, "this is so embarrassing..."
Hank Clegg didn't respond temporarily, he just indulged...
"Don't be afraid, baby," he mumbled in response, "I'll be very careful..."
"I'm a bit scared..." Victoria was about to cry, she weakly said.
