Chapter 213 – 31. Commit (1)
31. Violation (1)
After coming home from school, Jessica went into the bathroom to take a shower. Before taking off her clothes and washing her clothes, she sat on her toilet and checked her cellphone for vibration. Her opponent, who calls her, is her boyfriend, Andrew, who is in her distant United States. The content of the message was the usual asking what are you doing now.
– I’m home now. Bathroom now to wash up.
The reply came very quickly. Since he said he would wash, it would be better not to interfere, but is there something urgent?
– Send me nude.
Ah.. The obvious tricks of men. As soon as I told them I was washing, they said something like this. But there’s nothing I can’t do if my boyfriend misses me. Above all, sending nudes to an American couple was actually not a big deal.
– I’ll wash it and send it to you. Send yours too, then.
She puts her phone back on the cupboard and gets up from the toilet. Jessica thought of his reaction and she was smiling. When she turns on the faucet, warm water pours from above. Come to think of it, she is very lucky to be able to study abroad in such a nice house.
After washing and wiping off the water, she checked her cell phone. A total of 5 photos and messages sent by Andrew were 3 of his white objects. The other two are the obvious ‘when will it end’ and ‘I want to see you soon’. He’ll know you checked the message, so I’ll have to send it soon.
Stand in front of a mirror and take one shot highlighting her breasts and one shot highlighting her hips. She has no reason to be ashamed. When I send a picture, I get a reply right away from him. No, not a reply, but a video call. It’s a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of William, who left work early today, is watching the house. No matter how much he is a friend of his father, no matter how close and comfortable he is, it is not pleasant to hear the sound of a phone call outside in this situation.
The calls keep coming, and the phone vibrates non-stop. I thought about ignoring or rejecting it, but my boyfriend would get angry again. After thinking about it for a while, Jessica eventually gave up and answered the phone. On the screen, I see my boyfriend who has already taken off his clothes and exposed his erection.
“I’m going to wash everything now.”
– Show me one more time before that. Only until i’m hungry
It’s really embarrassing when you’re stubborn like this. Jessica isn’t in the mood right now. I’m tired, I’ve already washed up, but I’m not next to you, so what do you want me to show you through a video call? She doesn’t like being treated like a porn star on a computer. Her sex is her primary interaction, the two of her should enjoy it together, making her her daughter and satisfying only her own self.
“I washed it, but does it have to be like this?”
– It’s not dirty. Look, but open it up and show me. Masturbation is better.
It’s bothering. You know what masturbation is all about just rubbing it? Besides, the sound is rather loud. He turned the volume of his cell phone down, but the sound that rang through the bathroom wall was by no means low.
“There are other people out there. Let’s do it next time, okay?”
– You’re screwed up now. Can you help me with that one?
Trying to pout I hate it so much. How long are you going to act like a child like that? If he refuses to do something sexual, he gets upset for days and days and doesn’t even talk well. He obviously loves and cares for Andrew, but this part was disgusting.
“If you want to see me masturbating, I’ll take a picture and send it to you next time. I’m leaving, hang up.”
But Jessica didn’t want to give up either. I’m not the kind of girl who masturbates in the bathroom after taking a shower, only to be ordered by her boyfriend in her hometown. If my daughter wants to hit her, she should look at porn. I wish I could figure it out on my own.
The moment Jessica opened the bathroom door, dressed in only shorts and a T-shirt, she bumped into William, who was standing right in front of her. I think he was on his way to the bathroom too. Jessica was worried that he might have overheard the conversation. However, it’s a little bit to ask if I heard what I just had to masturbate with my boyfriend. But before she could enter the room, she heard William calling her from behind her.
“Hey, Jessica.”
“Yes yes? Why?”
“I… Left this behind.”
She didn’t have to, but William was holding her panties, which she had left behind. Her father’s friend held the pair of panties she had taken off before washing, not a new one. She just pretends not to know, or at least doesn’t pick it up with her own hands. No, maybe William was just indifferent to Jessica because he was like his daughter, and she was like a very young niece. If so, she would have to respond as if Jessica herself had taken care of her family.
“Ah yes. Thank you.”
However, even though her reason judged it that way, her heart didn’t, so Jessica snatched her underwear from his hand and quickly ran into her room. When it becomes clear that she is shy, she becomes even more shy. Why did you do that? She should have been shameless. Jessica threw her phone on her bed and hit her pillow. It’s all because of Andrew.
That night, no, at dawn, Jessica awoke with a strange feeling about her. But her eyes didn’t open, and her body didn’t move. Her breathing didn’t change either. She was just conscious. She is only aware that she has woken up. Why did she wake up Jessica couldn’t understand. But she didn’t find it particularly strange, as it was an occasional occurrence.
By the way, what sound do you hear? At the darkest hour before dawn, it seems that someone is approaching her room. Her footsteps weren’t exactly audible, and she wasn’t openly present, but Jessica could tell somehow. Someone is approaching her room.
She usually doesn’t lock her door completely when she sleeps. It was the same for her, William, and Kieran, the newcomer to the house. They decided not to lock the door because they did not know what would happen as they were living in a foreign country. That’s why it wasn’t impossible for someone to enter a sleeping person’s room if they had a bad heart. We just didn’t have a reason for each other, and we just believed that it wouldn’t.
He still hadn’t opened his eyes, but his hearing was sharper. I can definitely hear footsteps now. I hear the sound of someone’s feet hitting the floor. And it stopped in front of her room. Before long, I couldn’t see or hear it, but I could feel the air flow changing. The door is open. The door that had originally been slightly open opened wider. Maybe one person can come in. Sure enough, someone entered Jessica’s room.
Who is it. Kieran? William? I can not know. Why? Also don’t know But what is certain is that if the other person approaches Jessica’s bed, Jessica will not stay still either. In the place where she was born and raised, women are not just beings who get hurt. Maybe one or two women wielding a baseball bat and grinding with a shotgun. Jessica doesn’t like to mention it, but she once followed her dad on hunting trips as a teenager. She told her that her intruder was not something to be feared, but someone who would beat her and bring her justice.
Fortunately or unfortunately, no one who entered her room made her way to bed. Instead, the direction of these footsteps was her wardrobe. Slowly but surely, I hear the sound of her dresser drawer opening. Jessica could sense it. Called underwear. Then who would it be? She has someone who might be interested in her underwear today.
Jessica was sick to her stomach. Uncle William tries to steal his underwear. He lusts after his friend’s daughter, who is 30 years older than he is. His gaze, which he had worried about, was true. Jessica’s breathing was disturbed for a moment.
“…”
“…”
The intruder’s motion ceased. He cares about himself Jessica unknowingly tried to pretend to sleep again. I did everything I could to calm him down, get his breathing right, and make him look the way he did. As if that had worked, William rummaged through her closet some more, closed her drawers, and left her room. I haven’t seen it, but it seems like it is. The door closes again. No, I feel that way. As before, he left the room, leaving a small gap for air to pass through.
Naturally, Jessica couldn’t sleep. In her head, her thoughts raced on and off and confused her mind. She had arrogant thoughts, but to summarize the two most important thoughts, one was ‘How should I treat William from now on?’, And the other was pity for William.
Her first priority was her reflection on herself. Even though she was a man she had known since childhood, the men and women were distinct, but she was too innocent and thoughtless. I can’t say that Jessica’s presence would not have been irritating to William, who had left both her wife and her family in her hometown. To put it bluntly, she must have piled up, but Jessica’s fault is also for her being too defenseless. She thought so
What should I do from now on? If she changed her outfit and kept her distance, she might find out today that she was pretending not to know. And more than anything else, she will hurt William. Obviously what he did was bad, but far from angry Jessica was outnumbered by her sympathy for him. She had no one to comfort her from afar, and she worked alone and fought with people she couldn’t communicate a word with. How much she had given her for nothing in return. She didn’t want to make that old man sad.
Maybe, if you have to release things that have accumulated like that, if you solve it by releasing it like that, wouldn’t it be okay with that? Jessica felt that way too. She just pretends she doesn’t know and just buys one or two more underwear later. It’s a bigger problem if you get caught up in something like prostitution or, in the worst case, a sex crime. There is nothing that can’t be solved by giving her a few clothes in her house. Above all, after the recent incident, in Jessica’s eyes, William went from being a dependable, capable father’s friend to a poor uncle who could not find a place to deal with his sexual desire in a foreign country. She is not a cold-hearted woman enough to give such a person a piece of her underwear.
But even so, stealing her underwear is also a sex crime. If this happens occasionally, you can just pretend you don’t know, take pity on him and move on, but if it turns into a habit, it’s difficult. Is there no other way for William to deal with his sexual desire? Jessica began to worry that she didn’t have to do it herself. How to always have a crazy idea at night, and probably forget it by day.
