Facing Hill's enthusiastic request, Daisy really couldn't bring herself to refuse.
The awkward part was that this time, they were face-to-face and very close. Though the room was somewhat dim, Daisy could see Hill's expression clearly.
She didn't even care, so what the hell was Daisy afraid of? Bring it on!
After the steamy treatment ended, Hill was drenched in sweat. The sensation was more refreshing than anything she had ever felt before. That was what they meant by holding back first, then letting go.
Just as Daisy was about to wash her hands, Hill grabbed her.
"We're good friends, right?"
Daisy nodded. Though this friendship had come about rather inexplicably, Hill was indeed her friend. There was no doubt about that.
"Since we're friends, and I embarrassed myself like that, then you should also..." Hill had drunk quite a bit. Now that the alcohol had been stirred up by her blood circulation, her face was crimson, as if water might drip from it.
"Your stress must be huge too. Come on, I'll help you!" Just as Daisy was wondering whether she should accept or refuse, Hill had already pounced on her, and the two rolled straight onto the floor.
Forget it. It was Christmas, after all. She should let herself relax for once... Daisy consoled herself and gave up those pointless reservations.
Hill's technique was undeniably good. She looked so cold and aloof, but she must have practiced on her own before. Daisy soon threw herself into it wholeheartedly with equal enthusiasm.
The next morning.
Daisy was sleeping like the dead when Hill nudged her.
"What is it...?"
"I'm leaving. Remember, don't tell outsiders about this. We'll keep things the same as usual. Just treat it like a one-night stand!" The aide got dressed and left with remarkable