Although Wu Xue was even more unwilling to associate with me than Li Lingling, fortunately, Wu Xue, this young woman, was incredibly naive, so I could use all sorts of excuses to continuously approach this prime example of youthful femininity and then train her into a meek woman who would comply with my desires.
If I could transform this aloof goddess from my university days, who once looked down on me, into a woman exclusively lewd for me, it would definitely change the way those who used to scorn me at school see me now.
Or maybe I, the school's loser, would become the envy of everyone else at the school. These exhilarating fantasies quickly filled me with a great sense of satisfaction. By the time I came back to my senses, Wu Xue had already taken her pink, floral-patterned panties in hand, casually throwing them to the other side of the desk she was sprawled over.
