Chapter 162: I Am Angry...

[For Boss Benedict_Milner (1/4)]

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"Ryan, what are you doing to my mom?"

Seeing this scene, Abigail was directly frightened into screaming.

"Abigail, look at this. Does it look like I’m doing something?"

Ryan smiled bitterly helplessly. It was the first time he saw Abigail show this expression of anger that seemed to also carry a bit of excitement.

Why excitement?? Ryan pretty much understood now. These two both had somewhat hysterical personalities, only Abigail was not as serious.

With this reminder, Abigail stepped forward and only then saw that Ryan’s legs were tied up, and one foot was also fixed, completely unable to move.

Abigail turned her head and asked, "Mom, what did you do to Ryan? Why did you tie him up, and still touch him there..."

"Untie him first!"

Meher calmly walked to the bathroom. She frowned slightly and washed her hands, clearly showing extreme resistance toward men.

Even among the homosexual group, she still maintained the same attitude. Only this counted as a true lesbian.

By the time she came over, Abigail had already removed all these restraints. Ryan had put his pants back on and still felt lingering fear looking at the scissors.

Honestly, it was really too scary. Meher had acted very kind, gentle, and especially normal the whole night. Who knew she would suddenly do this?

It scared him so much that his dick could not even get hard. This damn thing easily caused psychological trauma.

Meher sat cross-legged and said lightly, "Ryan, you suffered. But Abigail also admitted it. That 400,000 was lent to you by her, and it has to be paid back, right?"

Although Abigail was bold and carefree by nature, that did not mean she was stupid. She directly picked up the scissors and threw them aside, then said irritably,

"Mom, you threaten him like this. What wouldn’t he admit? Even if you said he was born from me, he would admit it."

Meher was unaffected and said with a smile, "No matter what, being able to lend you so much money and still play along with you, Mom is very happy that you know such a good friend."

"Return that 400,000 to him later. You know our situation better than anyone. Since he is your friend, you cannot cheat him."

"You also cannot leave yourself such a huge debt because of my treatment!!!"

Abigail looked at her and immediately said unhappily, "Are you drunk or what nonsense are you saying? You still don’t believe me, right?"

Meher handed Ryan a can of beer. "Ryan, calm your nerves first."

Then, even though she completely disliked alcohol, she opened a can for herself and said with a cold laugh, "I touched his dick. There was no reaction at all. You still dare say he is not here to trick me?"

"I said long ago, don’t go work at that homosexual bar. You just won’t listen."

She still had some rationality. At least when speaking, she did not expose the relationship between the two. Of course, these words were also intriguing.

Abigail was truly angered by her. She sat cross-legged and said, "That’s enough. Do you have persecution mania? Ryan treats me so well, and you treat him like this. Are you not satisfied unless you anger me to death?"

"Sorry!"

Meher said to Ryan with some shame, "I did not mean it. Just now I was a bit impulsive. I apologize to you. I hope it does not affect your friendship with Abigail."

Ryan had just been scared out of his wits. Now he finally let out a big breath. But just thinking about what happened still left him with lingering fear.

At this moment, evil arose from his guts. After all, having gone through such a hellish moment, no one could just laugh it off in their heart.

Ryan smiled evilly and said, "There are many ways to apologize with your mouth. What does Sister Meher take me for? Even sending off a beggar is not just a few words like this."

Meher said sincerely, "Sorry, Ryan. I was indeed a bit impulsive. Then you tell me what I should do."

Abigail looked a little lost too. Even if she could not fully empathize, she could somewhat understand Ryan’s current anger.

Ryan stood up, took off the pants he had put on again, revealing his soft cock, stepped forward, and stood in front of her. His cock almost touched her face.

Not to mention Meher being startled, even Abigail was stunned and dumbfounded.

Ryan said through gritted teeth, "You scared me badly. I even suspect I will have psychological trauma and cannot get hard."

"There are many ways to apologize with your mouth. If Sister Meher is sincere, give me a blowjob. At least I need to know first whether I will be affected."

Meher had instinctively backed away just now. Who knew if it was because of the alcohol, but she leaned forward again with a look of disdain, turned her head, and asked Abigail,

"Abigail, your friend is not purely gay. Is he bi??..."

At this point, she was still stubbornly stuck in her preconceptions.

Fueled by alcohol, Abigail was also a little annoyed. She said with a smile, "Mom, you keep saying he is gay. Isn’t it enough if you test it yourself?"

"Bastard, look at the absurd things you stir up."

"Gay men who are bi, isn’t it because when they top they can fuck women, and they can also be fucked by men?"

Meher smiled proudly and lifted Ryan’s cock, saying, "I touched it just now. His asshole has not been opened by anyone. It is obvious he is purely gay."

"A purely gay man is a top. It is impossible for him to be fucked by someone else!!"

At this time, Ryan and Abigail exchanged a glance. Although Abigail was a little confused and at a loss, Ryan was also in a state of angry embarrassment.

But the three of them were in the same state, that is, a moment of post-drinking impulse. Especially Meher, whose alcohol tolerance was the worst, was the most affected now.

Seeing her proud look, Ryan said in an impatient tone, "Are you going to lick it or not? If not, then stop all this nonsense!!!"

"Just now you were saying you have no charm. Now saying so much nonsense is just to stall for time, right? If you say it directly, I can just leave."

Abigail almost wanted to give him a thumbs up. The personalities of the two of them were stubborn. What they could least handle was provocation. Just on this point, Ryan’s performance was simply a natural counter to her weakness.

"Damn, you little brat, using reverse psychology on me."

Meher clearly said this with alcohol rushing to her head.

"Yes, if you don’t dare, then stop all this crap."

Ryan continued to provoke, "If you can’t, then let go. Whether I am gay or not does not need to be proven with you."

Facing this chaotic situation, Abigail took a long time to come back to her senses, but instead assisted by saying, "Alright, Mom, stop being paranoid. You are giving my boyfriend a huge headache."

"Boyfriend, at this point you still say this to me???"