I sat in the bar lit by neon lights, waiting quietly for Hebe to return.
I waited for a while, but Hebe was still nowhere to be seen. My hand with which I had stroked her a few moments ago seemed to have her fragrance lingering on it. My only impression of her hips was that they were very soft and bouncy.
Hebe’s charm aroused me completely. I hadn’t had that kind of feeling for a long time. It was as if she had helped me find my real self.
Therefore, I decided to go after Hebe. I unhurriedly made my way towards the restroom.
When I reached the corner near the restroom, I spotted Hebe standing behind a bonsai, talking with someone on the phone, a hint of apprehension on her pretty face.
I walked up to Hebe and, before she could react, instantly flung my arms around her slender fair-ski
