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When Anurak got to his room and met Dao's weekend bag, he almost left for a hotel. He wanted to be alone to process his thoughts. But when he remembered that he had already offended her the previous day, he decided to just bear with her.
Falling into his bed, Anurak closed his eyes, focusing on getting rid of all the voices in his head. Gradually, his mother's voice faded, but King's voice wouldn't. Probably because he could still smell his perfume and the places he touched were still simmering with a dull warmth.
He started feeling hot. He gradually stripped until all that was remaining on him was his butt-hugging shorts. Still feeling hungover, tired, and aroused, he absentmindedly started rubbing himself and his manhood which took forever to calm down in the car started raising its head again.