Miranda's Shame

Clarence followed the sound to the kitchen, only to see Miranda crouching on the floor, looking a little distressed.

There was also an overturned frying pan on the floor.

Miranda was wearing a short pair of shorts. Her fair and beautiful legs were exposed, and she had a burn on her calf.

Clarence rushed over to turn off the gas and pick Miranda up off the floor.

"What are you doing?" Miranda was resisting him a little.

Clarence ignored her. He put one arm around Miranda's tiny waist, wrapping the other around her legs. He walked out of the kitchen and put Miranda on the couch.

He took some ice out of the fridge and took out medicated oil and iodine.

Clarence crouched at Miranda's feet while one hand took hold of her beautiful leg. Her skin was cold, smooth, and soft as silk.

Clarence felt a strange feeling overcome him.

However, he rubbed some iodine and medicated oil on her leg without giving it another thought.