He was weak to the strong and strong to the weak. When she saw this, the little trace of affection she still had for him vanished.
She had felt guilty for breaking up over something about his body that he could not change, but not anymore. Lily's fingers moved quickly as they blocked Min Sang's number.
She flopped onto her bed. She stared dazedly at the white ceiling and became lost in thought.
At this rate, would she never be able to date again? Well, she felt it wouldn't be a bad idea to live alone for the rest of her life. But she felt a bit disappointed at the thought of never experiencing sexual pleasure. Is this why people bought sex toys?
'Are my standards too high?'
Every man she undressed might have the same stuff as Min Sang.
Then were all the photos and videos she saw CGI? Had they used photoshop to make them look longer and give them a little tinge of pink? As her thoughts began to stray, she grew gloomy.