Lydia Amorsel

When he was helping me fold this blanket so that it would cover my body from my toes to my shoulders, I continued trying to keep my eyes from looking at him because I could see in the periphery of my vision that he was stealing looks at me. I tried to keep my eyes from staring at him. I kept myself squeezed inwards and continued to avoid his hands from time to time because I was worried that his touch may make contact with my flesh. I immediately avoided making eye contact with him and glanced aside when we did, but I could still hear him chuckling...