I'm not an i***t though?
Watching Felicia gush over me with eyes full of lust, there was no way that I would be so naive as to believe that the whole thing was as simple as her being horny. After all, I had experienced far too much in such a short span of time. I was no longer just a city slicker who had just washed up on shore.
If she had used this trick on me back then, perhaps Felicia would have been successful, but with who I was right now, it was nothing more than a pipe dream for the girl.
As she came to realize what I had just said, Felicia's face fell. The mask that she had hastily put on shattered, revealing what was underneath—that dark, twisted nature of hers. She became a completely different person, the lust consumed woman that she had been, mere moments ago, had vanished
