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11-The old lady

If he had any sanity left before, it was completely obliterated when he opened the door and saw her deer-like eyes staring at him.

Theresa finally managed to free her hands and lifted the man's head, buried between her breasts. Her voice was hoarse as she spoke, "No, not tonight! I'm on my p..."

The man froze instantly, with William's hand, which was nestled at the root of her thigh, feeling something akin to a "pad."

"Why didn't you say so earlier?" he exclaimed angrily.

"You didn't ask me. How could I have had the chance?" Theresa leaned against the wall, looking very innocent as she spoke. Her bathrobe had already been untied halfway.

William clenched his thin lips tightly, feeling the pain of an abrupt stop. Without another word, he turned and strode toward the bathroom in the inner room, his footsteps loud and irritable. With a loud bang, he closed the sliding door behind him.

Theresa was about to say something provocative like, "So, Mr. Russell wasn't satisfying enough outside?"
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