"It's been a long time since we met, Mike," a woman's adult voice was heard.
Long black hair, a pointed chin, and slanted eyes became the distinctive features of beauty that slightly disturbed Mike.
The image of Katrina's/Kevin's holy stick still haunts Mike's mind.
"How the hell can she... I mean he, know my place!?" Mike grumbled to himself.
Katrina/Kevin walks gracefully, his thigh-high skirt revealing his long legs, his tiny waist can deceive the gazes of men who do not know that there's a holy stick between his beautiful thighs.
Katrina/Kevin sat down with Mike,
"What are-.."
"Mike.." Calista, with her cute face, scolded Mike, "You need to be polite to the guests, we eat first! Now!" Calista's left cheek puffed up.
Mike is not afraid of Calista's anger; on the contrary, he feels amused and wants to pinch Calista's cheeks, and of course, to pinch her soft breast too.
