Olivia used a tampon and wrapped herself in a thick and soft hide blanket.
Her complexion was pale from blood loss, her periods were always painful, but this time it was even more severe.
She mustered up the courage to solidify her mateship with Andrew, but her plans were thwarted by her period's abrupt arrival.
She didn't even dare to look at Andrew, who was supporting his thick and long member as he went to find her a tampon.
Olivia buried her face in the hide blanket, only her anxious, large eyes visible, "I'm sorry."
Andrew embraced her, his gaze incredibly gentle: "It's okay. We have a lot of time, and we can try again later."
The next morning, as Bill walked in, he was greeted by a strong scent of blood. This blood scent was different from the ordinary.
It carried a hint o
