"Where are we going?" I asked Crystal, my face wearing a puzzled expression.
"Granny's event. She told you this morning. How can you forget that?" Crystal replied, her tone a mixture of amusement and mild scolding. I rubbed my hair in frustration, realizing that the psychiatrist's meeting had completely slipped my mind.
"How could I forget, my darling?" I said, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her closer. Crystal had already prepared a perfectly tailored maroon-colored tuxedo for me. I began to take off my shirt, and I noticed that Crystal was standing a little distance away, but her stolen glances betrayed her shyness. Even when we were lying together, she couldn't hold my gaze for more than a few seconds.
I held my shirt in my hand. "Won't you help me?" I asked her, a mischievo
