Three minutes later, Marvin had gotten what he wanted.
Kate's face was still completely crimson.
Even if she put her clothes back on, it still felt wrong.
This man looked a lot like those scamming high grade perverts her older sister talked about...
This was how Kate saw it.
...
Marvin was actually holding an iron wire in his hand.
He furtively glanced at Kate and she glared back, subconsciously covering her chest.
Marvin forced a smile and began to busy himself.
He already knew that her one-piece skirt had chest support under her bosom, and there was an iron wire inside the support. It was used to help women shape their body.
This iron wire was Marvin's key to break out of prison.
The jail tree's wooden lock was innately countered by iron wires.
This was a secret that nobody knew for now.
Marvin softly stretched his hand, inserting the iron wire in the tree lock and turning it a few times.
