"What are you doing?" Nigel Clegg sat up.
"Sir." Melody Foster approached him, her hands gripping the towel tightly, her voice trembling, "I, I know I am shameless, I've already lost my dignity... No matter what I do, I can't make up for the mistake I've committed. But... although my soul is tainted, my body is still pure..."
Nigel Clegg frowned, "What are you trying to say?"
Melody Foster took another step closer to him.
"I, I'm not here to ask you to let me off." She said this, and tears started to fall again, "My father taught me, no matter what mistakes I make, I must bravely bear the consequences. I just thought about what I did to you today, I can't forgive myself... So, sir, please accept this apology of mine..."
As she spoke, she suddenly let the towel drop.
The pure, unblemished body of the young girl was immediately exposed to Nigel Clegg's eyes.
...
Nigel Clegg didn't move.
In fact, as soon as she approached him, he somewhat guessed what she intended to do.
