The Unfortunate Night Butterfly
Retaliation Plan

“It makes me even more anxious with you!” morgan muttered, making Elma feel very disgusted to hear it.

“I'm disgusted to hear it!” snarled Elma, who did not want to be touched by Morgan.

“Have it, don't be hypocritical Elma. You want it, don't you? I will give a very pleasant sensation,” said Morgan, Elma felt even more disgusted to hear it.

“Eh, why are you the one who wants to give me a pleasant sensation? I'll never feel a pleasant sensation from you! You won't be able to,” Elma snapped, Morgan chuckled at her.

“Hahah, yes already. Just look later.” Morgan was already grinning first because of it.

Morgan began to open the suit and also the buttons of his white shirt. Morgan immediately pounced on Elma, making Elma feel very shocked because of his movement that seemed very rushed.

“What the hell? Not very elegant playing live tercam aja!” snarled Elma again, who felt very astonished by what Morgan was doing.

Morgan furrowed his forehead, “What should I do first? I am indeed used to it like this,” the rebuttal, Elma snickered at hearing it.

“No one wants to be with you, it turns out you are. There is no romance, and no side that makes a woman vibrate when touched. You don't foreplay, don't touch gently, and just act like this. It's not elegant at all!” snapped Elma again, Morgan realized it would be very wrong if he did. That may have affected the quality of ****him so far.

‘Yes, maybe that affects the quality of ****me,’ inner Morgan, who realized something like this, should not be done.

With Morgan's distance currently very close to Elma, Elma felt an unpleasant aroma inhaled. It was all because Morgan who had previously run in this direction, made Morgan sweat and let out an unpleasant aroma.

Elma closed her nose tightly, “You sweat!” morgan was surprised to hear that.

Because he realized that, Morgan immediately inhaled the aroma of his left and right armpits, making him realize that he was very sweaty and gave off an unpleasant smell. Elma said that.

“Mandi first there!” snapped Elma, who instantly pushed Morgan away from above her body.

Being embarrassed, Morgan could only obey what Elma ordered.

“Yes, I took a shower first,” said Morgan relented, but he instead looked at Elma with a sharp gaze. “We shower together, so we feel more delicious ...”

Elma gets up and tickles, “No want!” he rebutted in a very cynical tone, making Morgan could only look at him with a chuckling look.

“Yes, I take a shower first,” muttered Morgan, who was rinsing her body immediately.

“Yang clean! The fragrant!” shouted Elma, who felt disgusted if serving someone who was not clean and not fragrant.

One idea came to Elma's mind, making Elma smile.

“Ah .. I have plans for Morgan. He has to pay for everything, because it has already taken my pride!” muttered Elma, who was feeling very happy just by imagining her plan succeeding.

Because Morgan had given him a stimulant drug at that time, an idea arose to reply to what Morgan did. He immediately looked for laxatives in his bag, to launch this plan. This was all Elma did, so that she would not have to bother serving Morgan, and could still get paid.

Kind of like eating blind pay.

‘Think of it, Morgan! You will pay compensation for it!’ inner Elma, feeling very happy about it.

A while waiting, Morgan was done rinsing his body. From the direction of the bathroom door, Morgan looks very fresh with a small towel wrapped around his waist.

His chest looks field, making Elma a little interested in Morgan's appearance like this before him. Elma's gaze continued to look towards Morgan, because it felt very happy to get a super fresh client like Morgan.

‘Ya ... physically she's pretty okay. Not like other clients, who are old, gray hair, fat anyway, make me want to vomit from the first look at them, the inner’ of Elma, feel if Morgan is a little better than his previous client.

“I have finished taking a shower,” said Morgan, who approached Elma who was still staring at her with the rest of her daydream.

Elma regained her senses from her daydream, and smiled elegantly before Morgan. His hands and feet were made to attract the attention of Morgan, in order to get the chemistry between him and Morgan. He has done it also to his past clients, as a form of professionalism.

Seeing Elma who posed seductively like that, Morgan also felt more aroused by Elma. Morgan had also taken a powerful drug, half an hour before meeting with Elma. That made him very prepared for the battle this time which would definitely intoxicate him.

‘If I had known that Elma was the butterfly that night, I would probably have added a dose of the powerful medicine I had taken earlier,’ Inner Morgan, feeling a little regretful about this.

However, having met Elma alone, was already a good fortune to him. He does not want to bid much for destiny anymore.

Morgan stepped before Elma on his own, then immediately removed the winding towel wrapped around her waist. However, not yet had the towel opened, Elma also held it with her hands and also her seductive smile that was elegant. Morgan was confused by what Elma was doing.

“I'm thirsty because I waited for you. Can I have a drink please?” pinta Elma, Morgan smiled eagerly before Elma.

The powerful drug that Morgan consumed has begun to feel, making it now in a powerful condition.

“Do not buy time again, I am very ready,” said Morgan, Elma still smiled elegantly in front of Morgan.

“I'm thirsty, just thirsty. Can't you drink first?” pinta Elma again, Morgan finally let out a long sigh of relented.

“Alright, I'll get you a drink first,” said Morgan, who relented in front of Elma.

Elma still maintained her smile, and saw Morgan grabbing her drink on the table.

“Which one do you want to drink?” ask Morgan.

Indeed, there were two glasses with different drinks in the glass, making Elma easier to choose the drink.

“I had a soda message,” replied Elma, Morgan also nodded little to hear it.

Morgan picked up the soda, then stepped towards Elma. Not yet Morgan stepped up, Elma had stopped him.

“You don't drink either? Aren't you thirsty since you ran around to get here?” elma asked, with her slightly angled smile before Morgan.