The viscous fluid held a faint, acidic tang, subtly sweet on the tongue with an underlying saltiness.
Sakura shyly hid her face, her cheeks burning crimson.
Perhaps her virginity accounted for the absence of any strong fishy odor.
Seeing her peaceful now, I gathered her small form into my arms as we walked back. "Who bound you?" I asked. "Tell me, and I'll help you get revenge."
"It was Lauren," she whispered. "She took me to the forest, tied me to a tree, and used food to lure Mike... that wretched monkey, he was frantic, circling me endlessly. If you hadn't arrived, it might have... violated me."
My brow furrowed. "Lauren again? Why does she torment you?"
Sakura's voice was helpless. "Perhaps... Koreans don't like our people?"
I hummed thoughtfully, considering the problem.
Life
