Chapter 8

. It was nothing compared to that. It was for that reason that she was actually insecure while taking care of her own safety. Even now, Amelia didn’t blink an eye even though the outside was blinking white and there was thunder and lightning. Picking her ears, Amelia went into the counter and pulled the box she had placed at the bottom. Inside were piles of adult novels that she had only bought and never seen. She quickly glanced at the title, pondered for a moment, and then pushed hard on the newly installed sofa. As the weight was lifted, the sofa became as flat as a bed. This was what Amelia had left large so that Edwin could read comfortably. Of course, Edwin thanked her, and she accepted.

She didn’t intend to read here, but she had to come down again if she had an interesting book, and it was very annoying, so Amelia tried to skim and go up with only interesting things. The first thing that came out was an affair novel, which is quite common among adult novels. It was the story that the husband, the owner, was too busy to neglect his wife, and the wife slept with her husband’s aide in loneliness, but it didn’t matter what the content was, and Amelia, wanting to know how lewd this novel was, turned the pages in a hurry.

“Hey, honey. Sorry. I was wrong. So, so… “

“Yeah, I know. It’s my fault for leaving my wife alone. That’s why I didn’t say that I brought the men so that my wife could enjoy it without me.” 

She sobbed as she saw her husband smiling with a mad face. The arm of the stranger entangled the slender body, and the genitals were buried with the loose v̲a̲g̲i̲n̲a̲. Another person’s genitals came in by squeezing her flesh right away, but the already loosened v̲a̲g̲i̲n̲a̲ didn’t even feel pain. The man who watched his beloved wife being harassed by lowly slaves laughed and cried and trembled with betrayal, anger, and sadness.”

Somehow the ending doesn’t seem right. Still, Amelia kept the books neatly arranged to take them with her. The next catch was also a common subject. A love story of a man who is good-looking and works well at night, but who hates women, and a woman who is pure and beautiful and says, ‘Give me your body, but I won’t give you your heart!’ 

“Tell me again, who am I?”

 “My lord, my lord! Ah! Oh, ah! man! Ah. ahhh! Whoa!” The woman shaking her hips and howling was just that one female. The moan that flows from her red lips makes the man laugh softly. 

At first, no matter how noble they pretended to be, in the end all the girls looked the same when they were stripped off. When she saw a thick c̲o̲c̲k̲ that she couldn’t even hold in one hand, her face became flat and my thighs were tightened. It was pitiful to see his eyes drooling and pretending not to be…but she might not be different at all.” 

Amelia, who was sitting comfortably, lay down with her book high. A novel is just a novel, and even though it shouldn’t be compared with reality, she sometimes makes fun of the shit she pursues and when she sees men who say nonsensical things, she inadvertently falls into miscellaneous thoughts.

Of course, it was just a really useless worry. If you hate women, why can’t you bear your sexual desire?

What on earth do you believe in and the woman who only talked to you for a while thinks it’s different? Also because you have a pretty face? 

Why do all the male protagonists of these novels have big dicks? ‘By the way, are the STD tests done properly?

Why is it the first experience with a woman who is different from a man who played promiscuously? And how could you just put an ignorant c̲o̲c̲k̲ as big as your forearm?? 

She skimmed through the lettering. It wasn’t that long, so in the end, Amelia read the book in that state until the end. ‘Well, I don’t know either.’ The expression on her face with the book on her head was very uncomfortable. It was difficult for Amelia to grasp the emotional lines of the characters in the novel. The thing she didn’t understand the most was the rice cakes. Even if any female protagonist hits an iron wall at first, a relationship develops suddenly after sleeping with the male protagonist. In the first place, it was a question that arose because I didn’t even consider that there was a problem with myself who only searched for such novels.