Dallie thought she had unleashed a monster, mistakenly. To her horror and admiration, Grégoire ate a dozen balut. However, she asked for the ones without tiny baby ducks in them, to compensate for what she had given him the first time. Surprisingly, he seemed to like the balut.
“Have I passed your test?” he asked when they were in his rented car, beaming at her.
“With flying colors,” she answered smilingly, reaching to fasten the seat belt. However, he reached out for her and made her sit on his lap sideways. He adjusted his seat to make it more comfortable for them, and she gasped when she realized the hard bulge underneath.
The air began to thicken, and their breaths labored.
“If so, are you ready to take your punishment now?”
She panicked. “W-what punishment?” She saw a hint of smi
