"Basil Jaak, what, what are you going to do! Ah~~"
Caught up in an impulse, Basil Jaak's hand slid into Yetta Astir's jeans, which frightened her so much that her face lost all color, and she screamed.
"I, I'm not ready yet..."
Yetta Astir quickly reached out to stop Basil Jaak's restless hand.
Regaining his composure, Basil Jaak thought, damn, the temptation of a beautiful woman is really something. Just a moment of distraction, and he almost couldn't resist.
Basil Jaak took a deep breath, withdrew his hand, and chuckled, "Hey hey, what's the matter, nervous?"
Yetta Astir quickly turned her body away, not giving Basil Jaak any chance, and scolded, "Basil Jaak, you're nothing but a lower-half creature, hmph, now I've really seen what you're like."
Basil Jaak laughed and said, "I've always been quite 'white,' you know."
Yetta Astir: "..."
