Sometimes, Shirley couldn't understand herself. She was supposed to hate Charlie, but as she interacted with him day after day, she became more and more familiar with him. She didn't even resist being with him.
After she got involved with him, she had one of the few peaceful days during that period.
That night, Charlie vented his lust at her again and again.
As for her, she was only doing everything she could to provoke and enrage him.
When everything was over, Shirley was exhausted. She was so tired that she didn't even want to move and just wanted to sleep forever. She vaguely felt that Charlie was carefully wiping her private part. His movements were very gentle, and she couldn't help smiling slightly.
When she woke up in the morning, Charlie was not in her bed.
He must have left
