Looking at the setting sun that hides on every side of the east; the light's getting through the interstice between the curtains, the golden clouds viewed on the tinted window was majestic I thought I was in a dream.
Until I have awoken back to my senses from prostration. The echoing droplets of water coming from the bathroom were the beginning of a fateful event in my entire life, a turning point in which could change the course of my fate
In other words, what else would a man and woman do in a confined space where no one would stop them from doing whatever they desire? I just can't believe I'm in a hotel with the Council President, incapable to avoid this messed up situation.
Here I am in a love hotel with Matilda, together with my unadulterated chastity that is about to get ravaged b
