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Clarence , like an ancient machine, undid his buttons. Stella partly opened her eyes and studied it silently. They were out of breath.

Clarence abruptly sprang up from the wheelchair and held Stella up after unfastening the final button.

The Bewildered Stella did not stop to consider how a man with a disability could get out of his wheelchair all of a sudden. She was brought into the bedroom and laid down on the plush bed.

A thick, sweaty body crushed against her as her head touched the pillow. His hands were hot on her waist, and there was a strong smell of his all around her.

"Permit me to ask you one final question. Are you certain?"

Stella"....."

"No regrets?" With his thin lip resting on her upper lip, he squinted and drew nearer to her, whispering, "Do you know who I am? If not, I won't assist you.”

Stella remained silent.

"Huh?"

"Who am I?" He asked as he lifted her up and undid the button on her butt.

"Er..." she opened her eyes and met the man's gaze with re