Silvia's focus was no longer on the ring but on Ronny, with sudden interest sparkling in her eyes as if he were talking about finding treasure.
"A cleaning lady." She repeated the words slowly, tasting each word. "Little Miss Scholarship. The top of the class... now scrubbing floors." And she laughed so hard that her shoulders shook.
"On her knees." Ronny nodded, adding more savagery to their conversation about Cixi. "I would want her on her knees for very different reasons, though." Ronny replayed the video of Cixi in his mind. It was a clip he had watched countless times, especially during nights when he had masturbated many times.
Each time he viewed it, he desired Cixi in his bed. He fantasised about how she would be in real life—would she be just as bold as she was on screen? The thrill of finally locating her after a lot of searching only heightened his lust.
