I need your help

Ethan's gaze drifted down from Emily's slender body to her long legs clad in black stockings.

Slender, elongated, youthful—her toes wrapped in black nylon presented a charm entirely different from the mature allure of an aunt.

She's really pretty, just a bit off her rocker.

"Not interested."

He turned his head away,he wasn't exactly a saint.

If he could have a deeper interaction with the beautiful school beauty, he wouldn't mind letting loose a few billion sperm in the process.

But Emily was just the type who enjoyed watching others squirm,she wouldn't really let him get anywhere.

"Ah, that's not fair!" Emily pouted, leaning closer until she was just three inches away from him on the hospital bed, and exclaimed loudly:

"I'm wearing the same brand of stockings as Aunt Scarlett today, the exact ones Blair wore that night. I'm really confident about their feel and use."

"Holy shit!" Ethan jumped, startled.