~Asher~
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A week had passed since Elena's discussion with her father and every moment we spent together since then, affirmed that I didn't mishear her words. Lately, she had been submissive, too submissive, and wouldn't question my demand like she usually does.
If I didn't know what her decision was, I would have misunderstood the actions for something else, but now I knew that she was doing all that she can to get me to walk again so she could leave. She was doing her best to get away from me as soon as possible.
If only she knew how bent I was on preventing that.
Her warm hands on my legs, as always, made me hard in my pants. She was massaging them with the skill she learnt online and I couldn't deny that it was effective. Even though my legs were fine, they felt even
