CHAPTER XXXVII - WHAT SHOULD I DO?
I tried to pull myself back but he hugged me tight. What should I do? He was becoming like crazy. I fell asleep with him and when I woke up, it was six in the morning and he was still soaked with his sweat. I soaked the small towel to a new lukewarm water and I started to wipe his face, neck and arms. I got a clean and dry towel to wipe his sweat on his chest. When I pulled the quilt, something made me blushed and I looked away. My heart seemed running wildly as I took a glance on it. He peed on his pants. I did not know if I would laugh at him or I would be nervous. I just did not know if I could change it to new one. How big it could be? No! Stop it! I ran to the door and I was breathing heavily. My sweats filled my face, neck and my upper body. Why was it hot here? I looked
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