The car seat had already been flattened into a bed by him.

After he finished speaking, he lay down next to me, his body close to mine. I could feel his body temperature, and my heartbeat quickened for a moment.

"Well, hurry up then," I said.

After saying this, I felt my face burning, probably as red as a ripe tomato. I simply closed my eyes, prepared to bear the force he wanted to give me.

But Kent seemed not to be in any hurry. He just gently stroked my skin with his hand, which sported a few blisters.

This gentle motion lasted for quite some time and finally halted...