I felt I won her over as I shouted, looking at her face like that. I guess my voice reverberated throughout the whole mansion. But she is still a cute doll sitting across the small table. I gained back my composure, showing I wasn't scared of her. I crossed my hands over my chest, pouting as I sat back on my chair.
Taking her offer is completely insane. The consequences are that I took a lot of chances that I would escape, but they are good to me, including her. If I would accept the offer of having sex with her. Maybe I would figure out what was going on with me. But that's ridiculous. But how can I hurt this naughty doll in front of me?