Chapter 19

If I'd really barged in there and done anything to Dorothy, I'd be dead meat. Knowing what she was like, she probably would've called the cops. I'd be labeled a rapist and be shamed for life. It was no wonder lust was one of the seven deadly sins.

I'd been too rash. Tiffany had sent me here to see whether Dorothy would masturbate, not so I could do anything to her.

I was still scared as I clambered over the balcony. I didn't stay to find out who was calling Dorothy.

Tiffany was in her bedroom when I got back. She got out of bed when she saw me. "So, how'd it go?"

I said absent-mindedly, "She did it. Dorothy really did it."

"See? I told you she would. No woman who's gone without her husband's touch for long wouldn't be lonely and desperate," she said.

She suddenly noticed something was off about me and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why do you look like you're unwell?"

I was afraid. I'd been this close to committing a crime. I'd been an obedient child since childhood; I'd never d