44 It's not little

Alexander then moved his hand and the moment he slipped his hand under his trousers, Abi suddenly covered her face and closed her eyes.

"There's no use in hiding now, little lamb. You have to tame the monster you awakened and lull him back to sleep," he said. "It's out, Abigail, you can now look at it," he teased but the girl determinedly shook her head.

Amused, Alex moved his hands to her wrists to remove her hands from her face when suddenly, Abigail's stomach roared. "Groooooooowl."

"No, I won't! I think I'm not ready to see it yet, Alex! T-t-there's still tomorrow for that, right? Or all the other days after tomorrow!" she protested, not even hearing the call of her very own little monster, although her little monster didn't desire pleasure; it desired food.