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[Author: Did you guys miss it? After affection reach 95. They will only love Ryan and they become more slutty infront of him.]

Especially Abigail. Her height of nearly 180 cm was world-class supermodel level. Without high heels, she towered over many men.

And not only was her face beautiful, unlike most women who got flat-chested when tall and thin, her chest was still full and impressive. The girls’ dorm gossip said she was probably a D-cup or larger.

In terms of height among all the female teachers and students at Videl, Abigail was the tallest.

And she was a strong top, known as the number one woman-slayer. To put it bluntly, a lot of men weren’t as charming as her. She even had some female pursuers. She was basically a successful person.

Yana was Videl’s number one bust, so Abigail was Videl’s undisputed number one legs.

For foot fetishists, those beautiful legs were the kind that, forget losing ten years of life for one taste, you could die happy just from one touch.

Such a woman was a staunch lesbian. This was the regret and sorrowful roar of how many men.

"Junior, I just finished up!"

Abigail’s voice sounded a bit tired. She said softly, "I won’t be going back to school tonight. Can the thing I promised you wait a bit?"

"No problem. You handle your things first. I’m not in a hurry."

Ryan said with a nod.

"Thank you!"

Abigail didn’t drag things out or offer explanations. She just said it with a bit of gratitude and hung up.

Anna immediately asked curiously, "Ryan, what did Abigail promise you???"

Not just her, even Linda’s eyes were full of curiosity. After all, he was her man now. No matter how sensible she was, she had to gossip about important things.

As the school forum said, everyone thought it was a pure buddy relationship. Nothing to make a fuss about.

The only curiosity was how Abigail, who was like a peacock, had such a good relationship with Ryan, this poor simp.

And what concerned them was that in the photo, Abigail in the back seat was hugging Ryan. That pose practically pressed her chest against him, and judging by the outline, she was completely braless.

This woman was famous for being a lesbian with a phobia of men. How could she be on such good terms with someone right after meeting?

"This is actually kind of strange."

Ryan wasn’t very excited about it and didn’t intend to hide it. He honestly told them that Abigail had approached him about the unspoken rules.

Linda, who lived in the same dorm building, was dumbfounded when she heard it. Her eyes widened. "Impossible, right? She’s a staunch lesbian."

Anna was also surprised. "Exactly. And she always said that motorcycle was her first wife... She actually was willing to sell it."

Their minds were very sharp. They knew Abigail’s financial situation was especially good, although they didn’t know her family’s circumstances.

But with her height of nearly 180 cm, she could be a model at a high rate, and as a car show model she’d earn even more. Just based on that, she shouldn’t be short on money.

Her monthly income from part-time work alone was enough to crush those teachers at school.

The income of saleswomen looked high, but this was a top-tier luxury property. The base salary was basically negligible.

There were over twenty units in total, and half of them had already been sold through personal connections. The remaining ones were the more expensive, harder-to-sell luxury homes. To put it bluntly, they might not sell for ten or eight years.

Only people who didn’t understand the business would wade into these waters. Abigail wasn’t someone without knowledge.

But she still went without hesitation, which proved she was desperately short on money. More importantly, she knew about the unspoken rules and still went. What kind of enormous difficulty would make this pure-blooded lesbian steel herself to do this?

For money, she was willing to be fucked by a man. That was unbelievable no matter how you thought about it.

The only explanation was that the trouble she’d run into required a lot of money, an astronomical sum that had forced her to yield helplessly.

"How does a lesbian act when she’s fucked by a man?"

Anna suddenly became curious and said a bit shyly, "Abigail harassed me once. During a shower, she came over and groped my breasts while joking around."

"Ah, you too!"

Linda widened her eyes and said, "Same here last time. She groped Tina but got dodged, then took the chance to grope me."

Why was her lesbian reputation so loud? The main reason was that she took advantage of being female and sexually harassed quite a few pretty girls. So this kind of thing couldn’t be hidden at all.

"Holy fuck!"

Ryan really hadn’t expected there to be this kind of inside story in the girls’ world.

Didn’t that girl she didn’t like both men and women.

Abigail was a total playgirl in the lesbian world, a standard scumbag. Just think, with her sexual orientation she could go into the girls’ bathhouse. What was the difference between that and him going in himself?

"Husband, are you planning to fuck her?"

Linda asked the soul-crushing question.

Ryan answered honestly, "Her looks and figure are right there. Saying I don’t want to would be a bit fake. The main thing is I’m afraid she has issues with her sexual orientation or some weird quirks."

"Don’t let it turn into some scene and end on a bad note. That’s one thing, but if it leaves me with some psychological shadow, that I really can’t handle."

Listening to Ryan’s words, they both nodded. It didn’t sound like an excuse or a brush-off.

Indeed, with Abigail’s campus beauty level looks and a figure even supermodels couldn’t match, she was truly impossible to refuse.

But her sexual orientation was a real issue and an awkward point. Her actively seducing him would actually leave people at a loss.

The three of them discussed it and still felt it was a bit strange, but everyone was full of curiosity about Abigail as a person.

After resting enough, Ryan stroked their tender bodies and his desire gradually swelled. Adolescence itself was synonymous with sexual awakening and sexual impulse.

Their breathing also quickened without them realizing it. Especially after the system’s boost, their bodies were uncontrollably becoming more sensitive.

A little touch, a little kiss, and their desire started rising. Before, they’d never felt they were this sensitive.

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