Virgo Obsession (Sex is Innocent)

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Virgo obsession
Word count: 16958 words Chapter 1 (I) I've heard that when a woman transforms from a girl into a woman, she experiences a sharp, itchy, and incredibly painful sensation, and because of this pain, she cries out and bleeds profusely. This is a terrifying illusion for me, filling me with a mysterious and sacred imagination. This imagination mostly occurs when I wake up in the morning or after a midday nap. Once my mind is filled with this illusion, my penis becomes very hard, extremely hard, as if it needs to be squeezed and rubbed hard with something soft and moist to feel comfortable. I don't understand what kind of species humans are. When they think about subconsciously ravaging and trampling on the bodies of their own kind, especially causing them to bleed profusely, they feel particularly excited and happy, as if they've seen a Buddha's light. Whether it's trampling on the same sex or the opposite sex, whether it's making love or killing, they are particularly sensitive and interested in such things. By the time I turned twenty-four, I was a senior in college. But I'm a complete virgin, 100% pure, which is incredibly embarrassing to admit in college. So now I really want to sleep with a woman, to sleep with a pure virgin. I want to see how she screams, how she bleeds, and how much blood she bleeds. Humans, sometimes noble, sometimes shameful. That's what I think. However, it's not like I don't have a girlfriend. My girlfriend, Meimei, and I started dating in the second semester of our freshman year and have been together ever since. You might think I've been rambling on and on about how to sleep with my girlfriend, but you're wrong. I can tell you frankly, my girlfriend absolutely refuses to let me touch her genitals. At most, she'll let me touch her underdeveloped breasts, and only when she's off guard. If I move my hand further down after touching her genitals, she gets angry, even turns on me. I've been fascinated by women's breasts since I was little. I still remember what my mother's breasts looked like. My mother's breasts required me to gently touch them a few times with my little mouth, and then I could easily draw out sweet milk with a sweet kiss. Knowing this, I began to deduce that all women with breasts could produce milk with a few gentle touches. When I entered junior high school, I noticed that all the girls in my class with breasts wore bras, and they were all milky white bras, which further proved my theory. Women wear bras to prevent milk from leaking and staining their clothes if their breasts are accidentally bumped by other objects, just like how women like to wear red underwear; both breasts and underwear serve to filter secretions. However, I still couldn't completely confirm my theory. Facts speak louder than words, so I wanted to conduct an experiment on a woman. But Meimei absolutely refused to let me use her as an experiment to prove my theory, which made me very angry. Because of this, I ignored Meimei for a week, spending all my time online searching for information and asking others in chat rooms to confirm my theory. However, no matter how I searched on Baidu, all I got were ads from companies advertising how women could enlarge and shape their breasts. When Baidu didn't work, I went to Yahoo, Sina, and all the major search engines. Every time I typed "women's breasts and milk," a computer screen would display images, but none of them contained the real information I was looking for. But seeing that every woman's breasts I downloaded on my computer were bigger than Meimei's, I started to wonder if she was malnourished. So, every time I went shopping with Meimei after looking at pictures of beautiful women's breasts on my computer, I would buy her tons of snacks, which always left her bewildered. When I couldn't find anything, I went to chat rooms to ask netizens. I did a statistical analysis: for every ten people I asked, five called me a pervert, three wanted me to steal a woman's breast and try it out, and the remaining two said they were underage men who were also very interested in finding out. After hearing this, I suddenly felt an intense urge to find a woman to have sex with. Meimei is no good. I don't know if Meimei is still a virgin or not. Anyway, I know that Meimei will let me sleep with her sooner or later. Meimei may become my wife in the future. Because of this, if I don't find a few women to sleep with as soon as possible, it's meaningless for a man to live a plain and uneventful life. The so-called "romantic youth" is not young anymore. So when I want to be romantic, I won't be able to be romantic anymore. If I'm not romantic, I might as well be romantic. "Romantic" is a more elegant adjective. Maybe people with my kind of thinking can only be described with adjectives like "vulgar" and "despicable". Whatever, a man's life is still the same. (Part 2) When I really wanted to sleep with a woman, I secretly started masturbating. At first, I felt that masturbation was a very unclean and obscene behavior. I despised it and even felt nauseous just talking about it. But when I really wanted to sleep with a virgin, I started masturbating. It was in the bathroom. I locked the door. I had just finished being intimate with Meimei. She only allowed me to kiss her face, refusing to let me touch her genitals. While I was kissing her, my penis remained erect, unbearably itchy and aching. I turned the tap on full blast while fiddling with my penis, afraid of being overheard. I just wanted to rub it a few times, not thinking about anything else. I knew I was masturbating, but I'd never done it before and didn't know how. It was like when I was little, playing with a cute kitten at home, but while the kitten was lively and jumping, my penis was stiff and hard, like a fearless boss. I rubbed it harder and harder, and the harder I rubbed, the more comfortable it felt. Unexpectedly, it grew bigger and bigger with each rub; I'd never seen my penis so big. I started imagining it inside Meimei's body, rubbing and thrusting inside her, taking big, powerful steps forward. I never expected that thing to be so uncooperative. It felt like less than two minutes later, I felt a jolt, and then a sticky, milky-white liquid shot out, the color of my mother's milk when I was a baby. I started to wonder again if the amount of semen a man ejaculates during sex is related to the amount of milk he drank as a child. But the smell was different. This stuff smelled like a puppy, fishy and a little pungent, a bit nauseating. My mother's milk, on the other hand, had an innate, rich fragrance, a fragrance that shouldn't be defiled. What followed was an indescribable sweetness, a blissful tranquility, like a faith, unattainable yet readily available. I heard a knock at the door. I quickly and carefully rinsed away the semen with water, making sure no trace was left, before casually opening the door. About a week after my first masturbation, I began to wonder if I had a slight kidney deficiency or erectile dysfunction. I don't really understand what kidney deficiency and impotence are. I've only vaguely heard that it's a disease specifically designed for men's sexual performance. Once a man has it, he can't have sex normally with a woman, and he becomes a useless piece of trash. I just suspect that I might have such a disease. I just guess that people with such a disease might have short-lived sexual performances like me. Just thinking about it fills me with immense terror, a terror I've never felt before. If I really do have such a disease, I won't have the ability or the reason to sleep with a virgin. All my beautiful yet ugly fantasies will ultimately turn into illusions and become nothing but ruins. What happens next? I marry Meimei, but we won't have children. Then Meimei will secretly go to other men to have sex under the moonlight behind my back. Then we might continue our painful life, or we might get divorced. And then… I don't even dare to think about what will happen next. Damn it, after I get married, anyone who dares to touch my woman and cheat on me, even if I'm impotent, I'll still righteously cut off their thing with a sharp knife, then leave them alive to make them wish they were dead. If my wife has another man's child, I'll also be ruthless and lock her little hole shut to torture her, not letting those shameless adulterers die in vain. After torturing them enough, I'll end my life with sleeping pills. I feel that suicide with sleeping pills is the best method, at least there's no pain. When I take the sleeping pills, I'll definitely think that my life has been quite magnificent and great. Because of all the horrors and reasoning mentioned above, I found a hundred reasons to masturbate again, and I should do it seriously. For this purpose, I specifically borrowed a clock from a friend that can keep track of time, starting from when my hand touches my thing. Unexpectedly, it lasted for thirteen minutes, forty seconds, and twenty-five milliseconds! Damn, so I'm a healthy man after all. I looked up things like kidney deficiency and impotence online. It turns out that if a man can last more than ten minutes in bed, he's a perfectly healthy man, a man capable of taking a virgin (Part 3). So I can be completely bold...I'll find a virgin to practice with, to test my skills. I firmly believe I can exceed thirteen minutes, forty seconds, and twenty-five milliseconds, even though my subsequent masturbation times will be between nine minutes, fourteen seconds, and twelve milliseconds—because this is acting, not real combat. Once it's real, I believe I'll have the courage to disregard everything and persevere to the very last second to complete my great, dignified, and historically significant mission. As for finding a real virgin, that's a huge problem. A friend said that if a woman walks with her legs splayed, she's probably not a virgin. And I can't look for virgins like us seniors. For the virgins in our school, it's like trying to filter peas through a funnel. In freshman year, they're all still virgins. By sophomore year, half have fallen through; by junior year, the rate of falling through accelerates; and by senior year, there are hardly any left. Those who remain are either tall girls like Meimei, or ugly girls who are so unattractive they're disgusting, like moldy peas. Nobody wants those kinds of girls. What I really want are good guys like me who desperately want to take a virgin. But that still won't work. I won't go for seniors because of Meimei. At least I don't want to lose Meimei, the woman I've loved for over three years, just to take a virgin. Meimei has become an indispensable part of my life; I can't live without her. I need to secretly and carefully carry out my underground activities behind her back. I know it's dangerous; I could easily be murdered. But for men, the more dangerous something is, the more exciting it is. Danger has an incredibly mysterious attraction. So, I've limited my search to freshmen and those outside of school. I hold a small position in the student union, work in the arts department, and am also a junior editor in the school's literary society. So, I did come into contact with quite a few freshmen girls. Before I made up my mind to lose a virgin, I kept my distance from those girls, avoiding them whenever I saw them. This was an order Meimei gave me, and I had to obey. Actually, to be honest, when it comes to women, I'm the most important person in the world. When I first entered university, I lost contact with four girls in less than a year before finally settling on Meimei. Looking back now, I was so naive. What about love, what about just wanting to love one person properly? Sigh, and I really did love her properly, loving Meimei intensely for three years. In the end, I'm still a virgin. My roommate Wu Dalang, when he first entered university, lost contact with every girl he dated, and then lost contact with another. I genuinely admire his perseverance and tactics. Even though I secretly call him a "Wu Dalang" (a character from a Chinese folktale known for his short stature), he's the kind of man who never gives up and always forges ahead. Every time he falls, he learns from the experience. The saying goes, a real man gets back up wherever he falls, and Wu Dalang believes he's a real man. Because of this, his smooth talk is now better than Stephen Chow's. Guess how many virgins he's slept with? I'm sweating bullets just thinking about it—eleven in total! He's had the best luck with women ever. Now, no matter how spoiled, noble, or beautiful a girl is, once she's under his control, she'll be out in a hotel within two weeks. I'm utterly impressed. Every time he talks to Meimei, I tremble with fear. Afterwards, I always secretly give Meimei a talking-to. Thinking to myself, I can't let such a pure and beautiful girl like Meimei be ruined by this vicious pervert. (Part 4) After much deliberation, I finally decided to target Huo'er, a freshman girl. Let me first tell you what kind of girl Huo'er is. In terms of looks, I honestly say I'm definitely inferior to Meimei. She has a slender figure and an adorable, endearing face. But when it comes to scheming, she's not even a tenth as good as Meimei. Meimei is so intelligent that I'm a little scared of her, otherwise I wouldn't have kept her as my girlfriend for so many years. It's because Huo'er is guileless, and she admires me a lot, almost to the point of worship, that I chose her as my girlfriend. In addition, I think she's a relatively pure girl. I've observed her for a long time, and Huo'er doesn't walk with her legs crossed. Moreover, she's relatively introverted and doesn't like to talk. I personally think that the more introverted a girl is, the tighter she holds onto that criterion. Let me tell you how she became so utterly devoted to me. When she was a freshman, I was quite popular on the campus BBS, constantly posting articles. One love letter I wrote moved her to tears, and from then on, she became a fanatical and blind admirer of me. Looking back, I don't even know what was so moving about that love letter; it was all rubbish. She asked to meet me in person online, so I secretly went. When I saw her, I had a real urge to flirt with her, but because Meimei was watching me closely, that thought gradually faded. I could only secretly tell her online that I already had Meimei. But I could tell she hadn't given up on me. Even today, every time I post an article on the campus website, she still leaves me a long comment, which makes Meimei frown every time she reads it. To win over a girl, you need to use certain tactics and techniques; you can't win her over with just a naive, sincere heart. While I was thinking about Huo'er, I found a scapegoat. His name was Rabbit, a sophomore. The young man was indeed handsome, with delicate features, and he was in the computer science department, where girls were particularly rare. As a result, he hadn't found a girlfriend by his sophomore year. He was also a literature major and worked for me in the literary society, always obedient to me. I didn't intentionally choose him as a scapegoat; it was just a matter of necessity. Once, I joked with him, and he talked about how cute, beautiful, and gentle Meimei was, asking me to help him find a girl like her. That's when my wicked idea came to me. I said to him, "You should have told me you wanted a girlfriend earlier, but it's not too late. I actually have a good younger sister who's even prettier than Meimei and has excellent literary skills. She hasn't been taken by anyone yet. I'll introduce you to her, and then it's up to you... Heh." That's how I casually introduced Huo'er to him. This way, with him as a shield, I could openly approach Huo'er, and Mei Mei wouldn't pay much attention; everyone would see me as a great person. When I mentioned Huo'er to Rabbit, his accent suggested he'd been watching her for a long time. With my encouragement, I took Rabbit to dinner under the pretext of a literary society call for submissions. At the table, I introduced them. Initially, they seemed to get along very well, but later it was mostly Huo'er and me exchanging glances. Rabbit, being a novice, couldn't see the intricacies of romance. I said I'd treat, but Rabbit ended up paying the bill, which made me feel incredibly guilty. From then on, I bombarded Huo'er with my affections on QQ. The first chapter of romance, as they say, is about seduction. First, I mentally raped her, attracting her attention with my eyes, then showering her with flattering sweet words, followed by lewd and obscene advances, and then relentlessly pursuing her wickedness—the wicked the better, young girls love that. As long as you use the right amount of language, it's generally easy to mentally rape a young girl. The next step is to physically touch her. If you don't physically touch her after mentally raping her, all your efforts will be wasted. The young girl will think you're not interested in her body, that her body isn't sexy enough to arouse your evil thoughts, and she'll think you don't like her and are just teasing her. She might never talk to you again. I felt I had successfully completed my mental rape mission, and now I had to move on to my next plan. Physically touching Huo'er wasn't easy. I had to find a secluded place, avoiding any spies. On the other hand, I also had to silence Huo'er, preventing her from telling anyone about my physical assault. Under the pretext of teaching Huo'er to write poetry, I took her to a park eight stops away from school. There, I deliberately chose some dangerous and winding paths because she would be scared; whenever she was scared, I would hold her hand and put my arm around her waist. Suddenly, I smelled a jasmine scent on Huo'er that made me dizzy. We played happily for an entire afternoon. Then, I made an excuse to let her take a bus back first, and I took the next bus back to school. Back at school, I chatted with Huo'er on QQ, naturally much gentler. Huo'er was very understanding and considerate of my decision not to go back to school with her; she said she understood how I felt and was very grateful that I had gone out with her. She asked me not to tell anyone, lest Mei Mei hear and be angry with me. We even arranged a time and place to meet again two weeks later in a city ten stops away from school. [Last edited by shinyuu1988] flemingxxx Gold Coins -1 Please do not change the original title!I'll practice first, just to test the waters. I firmly believe I can exceed thirteen minutes, forty seconds, and twenty-five milliseconds, even though my future masturbation times will be between nine minutes, fourteen seconds, and twelve milliseconds and below thirteen minutes, forty seconds, and twenty-five milliseconds. After all, this is just acting; this is real combat. Once it gets down to business, I believe I'll have the courage to disregard everything and sacrifice myself to persevere until the very last second, to complete my great, dignified, and historically significant mission. As for how to find a real virgin, that's a very, very big problem. A friend told me that if a woman walks with her legs splayed, she's probably not a virgin. And I can't look for virgins like us seniors. For the virgins in our school, it's like trying to get peas through a funnel. In freshman year, they're all still inside, not yet fallen through. By sophomore year, half have fallen through, by junior year the rate of falling through accelerates, and by senior year, there are hardly any left. Those who remain are either tall girls like Meimei, or ugly girls who are so unattractive they're disgusting, like moldy peas. Nobody wants those kinds of girls. What I really want are good guys like me who desperately want to take a virgin. But that still won't work. I won't go for seniors because of Meimei. At least I don't want to lose Meimei, the woman I've loved for over three years, just to take a virgin. Meimei has become an indispensable part of my life; I can't live without her. I need to secretly and carefully carry out my underground activities behind her back. I know it's dangerous; I could easily be murdered. But for men, the more dangerous something is, the more exciting it is. Danger has an incredibly mysterious attraction. So, I've limited my search to freshmen and those outside of school. I hold a small position in the student union, work in the arts department, and am also a junior editor in the school's literary society. So, I did come into contact with quite a few freshmen girls. Before I made up my mind to lose a virgin, I kept my distance from those girls, avoiding them whenever I saw them. This was an order Meimei gave me, and I had to obey. Actually, to be honest, when it comes to women, I'm the most important person in the world. When I first entered university, I lost contact with four girls in less than a year before finally settling on Meimei. Looking back now, I was so naive. What about love, what about just wanting to love one person properly? Sigh, and I really did love her properly, loving Meimei intensely for three years. In the end, I'm still a virgin. My roommate Wu Dalang, when he first entered university, lost contact with every girl he dated, and then lost contact with another. I genuinely admire his perseverance and tactics. Even though I secretly call him a "Wu Dalang" (a character from a Chinese folktale known for his short stature), he's the kind of man who never gives up and always forges ahead. Every time he falls, he learns from the experience. The saying goes, a real man gets back up wherever he falls, and Wu Dalang believes he's a real man. Because of this, his smooth talk is now better than Stephen Chow's. Guess how many virgins he's slept with? I'm sweating bullets just thinking about it—eleven in total! He's had the best luck with women ever. Now, no matter how spoiled, noble, or beautiful a girl is, once she's under his control, she'll be out in a hotel within two weeks. I'm utterly impressed. Every time he talks to Meimei, I tremble with fear. Afterwards, I always secretly give Meimei a talking-to. Thinking to myself, I can't let such a pure and beautiful girl like Meimei be ruined by this vicious pervert. (Part 4) After much deliberation, I finally decided to target Huo'er, a freshman girl. Let me first tell you what kind of girl Huo'er is. In terms of looks, I honestly say I'm definitely inferior to Meimei. She has a slender figure and an adorable, endearing face. But when it comes to scheming, she's not even a tenth as good as Meimei. Meimei is so intelligent that I'm a little scared of her, otherwise I wouldn't have kept her as my girlfriend for so many years. It's because Huo'er is guileless, and she admires me a lot, almost to the point of worship, that I chose her as my girlfriend. In addition, I think she's a relatively pure girl. I've observed her for a long time, and Huo'er doesn't walk with her legs crossed. Moreover, she's relatively introverted and doesn't like to talk. I personally think that the more introverted a girl is, the tighter she holds onto that criterion. Let me tell you how she became so utterly devoted to me. When she was a freshman, I was quite popular on the campus BBS, constantly posting articles. One love letter I wrote moved her to tears, and from then on, she became a fanatical and blind admirer of me. Looking back, I don't even know what was so moving about that love letter; it was all rubbish. She asked to meet me in person online, so I secretly went. When I saw her, I had a real urge to flirt with her, but because Meimei was watching me closely, that thought gradually faded. I could only secretly tell her online that I already had Meimei. But I could tell she hadn't given up on me. Even today, every time I post an article on the campus website, she still leaves me a long comment, which makes Meimei frown every time she reads it. To win over a girl, you need to use certain tactics and techniques; you can't win her over with just a naive, sincere heart. While I was thinking about Huo'er, I found a scapegoat. His name was Rabbit, a sophomore. The young man was indeed handsome, with delicate features, and he was in the computer science department, where girls were particularly rare. As a result, he hadn't found a girlfriend by his sophomore year. He was also a literature major and worked for me in the literary society, always obedient to me. I didn't intentionally choose him as a scapegoat; it was just a matter of necessity. Once, I joked with him, and he talked about how cute, beautiful, and gentle Meimei was, asking me to help him find a girl like her. That's when my wicked idea came to me. I said to him, "You should have told me you wanted a girlfriend earlier, but it's not too late. I actually have a good younger sister who's even prettier than Meimei and has excellent literary skills. She hasn't been taken by anyone yet. I'll introduce you to her, and then it's up to you... Heh." That's how I casually introduced Huo'er to him. This way, with him as a shield, I could openly approach Huo'er, and Mei Mei wouldn't pay much attention; everyone would see me as a great person. When I mentioned Huo'er to Rabbit, his accent suggested he'd been watching her for a long time. With my encouragement, I took Rabbit to dinner under the pretext of a literary society call for submissions. At the table, I introduced them. Initially, they seemed to get along very well, but later it was mostly Huo'er and me exchanging glances. Rabbit, being a novice, couldn't see the intricacies of romance. I said I'd treat, but Rabbit ended up paying the bill, which made me feel incredibly guilty. From then on, I bombarded Huo'er with my affections on QQ. The first chapter of romance, as they say, is about seduction. First, I mentally raped her, attracting her attention with my eyes, then showering her with flattering sweet words, followed by lewd and obscene advances, and then relentlessly pursuing her wickedness—the wicked the better, young girls love that. As long as you use the right amount of language, it's generally easy to mentally rape a young girl. The next step is to physically touch her. If you don't physically touch her after mentally raping her, all your efforts will be wasted. The young girl will think you're not interested in her body, that her body isn't sexy enough to arouse your evil thoughts, and she'll think you don't like her and are just teasing her. She might never talk to you again. I felt I had successfully completed my mental rape mission, and now I had to move on to my next plan. Physically touching Huo'er wasn't easy. I had to find a secluded place, avoiding any spies. On the other hand, I also had to silence Huo'er, preventing her from telling anyone about my physical assault. Under the pretext of teaching Huo'er to write poetry, I took her to a park eight stops away from school. There, I deliberately chose some dangerous and winding paths because she would be scared; whenever she was scared, I would hold her hand and put my arm around her waist. Suddenly, I smelled a jasmine scent on Huo'er that made me dizzy. We played happily for an entire afternoon. Then, I made an excuse to let her take a bus back first, and I took the next bus back to school. Back at school, I chatted with Huo'er on QQ, naturally much gentler. Huo'er was very understanding and considerate of my decision not to go back to school with her; she said she understood how I felt and was very grateful that I had gone out with her. She asked me not to tell anyone, lest Mei Mei hear and be angry with me. We even arranged a time and place to meet again two weeks later in a city ten stops away from school. [Last edited by shinyuu1988] flemingxxx Gold Coins -1 Please do not change the original title!I'll practice first, just to test the waters. I firmly believe I can exceed thirteen minutes, forty seconds, and twenty-five milliseconds, even though my future masturbation times will be between nine minutes, fourteen seconds, and twelve milliseconds and below thirteen minutes, forty seconds, and twenty-five milliseconds. After all, this is just acting; this is real combat. Once it gets down to business, I believe I'll have the courage to disregard everything and sacrifice myself to persevere until the very last second, to complete my great, dignified, and historically significant mission. As for how to find a real virgin, that's a very, very big problem. A friend told me that if a woman walks with her legs splayed, she's probably not a virgin. And I can't look for virgins like us seniors. For the virgins in our school, it's like trying to get peas through a funnel. In freshman year, they're all still inside, not yet fallen through. By sophomore year, half have fallen through, by junior year the rate of falling through accelerates, and by senior year, there are hardly any left. Those who remain are either tall girls like Meimei, or ugly girls who are so unattractive they're disgusting, like moldy peas. Nobody wants those kinds of girls. What I really want are good guys like me who desperately want to take a virgin. But that still won't work. I won't go for seniors because of Meimei. At least I don't want to lose Meimei, the woman I've loved for over three years, just to take a virgin. Meimei has become an indispensable part of my life; I can't live without her. I need to secretly and carefully carry out my underground activities behind her back. I know it's dangerous; I could easily be murdered. But for men, the more dangerous something is, the more exciting it is. Danger has an incredibly mysterious attraction. So, I've limited my search to freshmen and those outside of school. I hold a small position in the student union, work in the arts department, and am also a junior editor in the school's literary society. So, I did come into contact with quite a few freshmen girls. Before I made up my mind to lose a virgin, I kept my distance from those girls, avoiding them whenever I saw them. This was an order Meimei gave me, and I had to obey. Actually, to be honest, when it comes to women, I'm the most important person in the world. When I first entered university, I lost contact with four girls in less than a year before finally settling on Meimei. Looking back now, I was so naive. What about love, what about just wanting to love one person properly? Sigh, and I really did love her properly, loving Meimei intensely for three years. In the end, I'm still a virgin. My roommate Wu Dalang, when he first entered university, lost contact with every girl he dated, and then lost contact with another. I genuinely admire his perseverance and tactics. Even though I secretly call him a "Wu Dalang" (a character from a Chinese folktale known for his short stature), he's the kind of man who never gives up and always forges ahead. Every time he falls, he learns from the experience. The saying goes, a real man gets back up wherever he falls, and Wu Dalang believes he's a real man. Because of this, his smooth talk is now better than Stephen Chow's. Guess how many virgins he's slept with? I'm sweating bullets just thinking about it—eleven in total! He's had the best luck with women ever. Now, no matter how spoiled, noble, or beautiful a girl is, once she's under his control, she'll be out in a hotel within two weeks. I'm utterly impressed. Every time he talks to Meimei, I tremble with fear. Afterwards, I always secretly give Meimei a talking-to. Thinking to myself, I can't let such a pure and beautiful girl like Meimei be ruined by this vicious pervert. (Part 4) After much deliberation, I finally decided to target Huo'er, a freshman girl. Let me first tell you what kind of girl Huo'er is. In terms of looks, I honestly say I'm definitely inferior to Meimei. She has a slender figure and an adorable, endearing face. But when it comes to scheming, she's not even a tenth as good as Meimei. Meimei is so intelligent that I'm a little scared of her, otherwise I wouldn't have kept her as my girlfriend for so many years. It's because Huo'er is guileless, and she admires me a lot, almost to the point of worship, that I chose her as my girlfriend. In addition, I think she's a relatively pure girl. I've observed her for a long time, and Huo'er doesn't walk with her legs crossed. Moreover, she's relatively introverted and doesn't like to talk. I personally think that the more introverted a girl is, the tighter she holds onto that criterion. Let me tell you how she became so utterly devoted to me. When she was a freshman, I was quite popular on the campus BBS, constantly posting articles. One love letter I wrote moved her to tears, and from then on, she became a fanatical and blind admirer of me. Looking back, I don't even know what was so moving about that love letter; it was all rubbish. She asked to meet me in person online, so I secretly went. When I saw her, I had a real urge to flirt with her, but because Meimei was watching me closely, that thought gradually faded. I could only secretly tell her online that I already had Meimei. But I could tell she hadn't given up on me. Even today, every time I post an article on the campus website, she still leaves me a long comment, which makes Meimei frown every time she reads it. To win over a girl, you need to use certain tactics and techniques; you can't win her over with just a naive, sincere heart. While I was thinking about Huo'er, I found a scapegoat. His name was Rabbit, a sophomore. The young man was indeed handsome, with delicate features, and he was in the computer science department, where girls were particularly rare. As a result, he hadn't found a girlfriend by his sophomore year. He was also a literature major and worked for me in the literary society, always obedient to me. I didn't intentionally choose him as a scapegoat; it was just a matter of necessity. Once, I joked with him, and he talked about how cute, beautiful, and gentle Meimei was, asking me to help him find a girl like her. That's when my wicked idea came to me. I said to him, "You should have told me you wanted a girlfriend earlier, but it's not too late. I actually have a good younger sister who's even prettier than Meimei and has excellent literary skills. She hasn't been taken by anyone yet. I'll introduce you to her, and then it's up to you... Heh." That's how I casually introduced Huo'er to him. This way, with him as a shield, I could openly approach Huo'er, and Mei Mei wouldn't pay much attention; everyone would see me as a great person. When I mentioned Huo'er to Rabbit, his accent suggested he'd been watching her for a long time. With my encouragement, I took Rabbit to dinner under the pretext of a literary society call for submissions. At the table, I introduced them. Initially, they seemed to get along very well, but later it was mostly Huo'er and me exchanging glances. Rabbit, being a novice, couldn't see the intricacies of romance. I said I'd treat, but Rabbit ended up paying the bill, which made me feel incredibly guilty. From then on, I bombarded Huo'er with my affections on QQ. The first chapter of romance, as they say, is about seduction. First, I mentally raped her, attracting her attention with my eyes, then showering her with flattering sweet words, followed by lewd and obscene advances, and then relentlessly pursuing her wickedness—the wicked the better, young girls love that. As long as you use the right amount of language, it's generally easy to mentally rape a young girl. The next step is to physically touch her. If you don't physically touch her after mentally raping her, all your efforts will be wasted. The young girl will think you're not interested in her body, that her body isn't sexy enough to arouse your evil thoughts, and she'll think you don't like her and are just teasing her. She might never talk to you again. I felt I had successfully completed my mental rape mission, and now I had to move on to my next plan. Physically touching Huo'er wasn't easy. I had to find a secluded place, avoiding any spies. On the other hand, I also had to silence Huo'er, preventing her from telling anyone about my physical assault. Under the pretext of teaching Huo'er to write poetry, I took her to a park eight stops away from school. There, I deliberately chose some dangerous and winding paths because she would be scared; whenever she was scared, I would hold her hand and put my arm around her waist. Suddenly, I smelled a jasmine scent on Huo'er that made me dizzy. We played happily for an entire afternoon. Then, I made an excuse to let her take a bus back first, and I took the next bus back to school. Back at school, I chatted with Huo'er on QQ, naturally much gentler. Huo'er was very understanding and considerate of my decision not to go back to school with her; she said she understood how I felt and was very grateful that I had gone out with her. She asked me not to tell anyone, lest Mei Mei hear and be angry with me. We even arranged a time and place to meet again two weeks later in a city ten stops away from school. [Last edited by shinyuu1988] flemingxxx Gold Coins -1 Please do not change the original title!I'm sure I can exceed 13 minutes, 40 seconds, and 25 milliseconds, even though my future masturbation times will be between 9 minutes, 14 seconds, and 12 milliseconds and below 13 minutes, 40 seconds, and 25 milliseconds. After all, this is just acting; this is real life. Once it gets down to business, I believe I'll have the courage to disregard everything and sacrifice myself to persevere until the very last second, to complete my great, dignified, and historically significant mission. As for finding a real virgin, that's a huge problem. A friend said that if a woman walks with her legs splayed, she's probably not a virgin. And I can't look for virgins like us seniors. For the virgins in our school, it's like trying to get peas out of a funnel. In freshman year, they're all still inside, not yet fallen through. By sophomore year, half have fallen through; by junior year, the rate of falling through accelerates; and by senior year, there are hardly any left. Those who remain are either tall girls like Meimei, or ugly girls who are so unattractive they're disgusting, like moldy peas. Nobody wants those kinds of girls. What I really want are good guys like me who desperately want to take a virgin. But that still won't work. I won't go for seniors because of Meimei. At least I don't want to lose Meimei, the woman I've loved for over three years, just to take a virgin. Meimei has become an indispensable part of my life; I can't live without her. I need to secretly and carefully carry out my underground activities behind her back. I know it's dangerous; I could easily be murdered. But for men, the more dangerous something is, the more exciting it is. Danger has an incredibly mysterious attraction. So, I've limited my search to freshmen and those outside of school. I hold a small position in the student union, work in the arts department, and am also a junior editor in the school's literary society. So, I did come into contact with quite a few freshmen girls. Before I made up my mind to lose a virgin, I kept my distance from those girls, avoiding them whenever I saw them. This was an order Meimei gave me, and I had to obey. Actually, to be honest, when it comes to women, I'm the most important person in the world. When I first entered university, I lost contact with four girls in less than a year before finally settling on Meimei. Looking back now, I was so naive. What about love, what about just wanting to love one person properly? Sigh, and I really did love her properly, loving Meimei intensely for three years. In the end, I'm still a virgin. My roommate Wu Dalang, when he first entered university, lost contact with every girl he dated, and then lost contact with another. I genuinely admire his perseverance and tactics. Even though I secretly call him a "Wu Dalang" (a character from a Chinese folktale known for his short stature), he's the kind of man who never gives up and always forges ahead. Every time he falls, he learns from the experience. The saying goes, a real man gets back up wherever he falls, and Wu Dalang believes he's a real man. Because of this, his smooth talk is now better than Stephen Chow's. Guess how many virgins he's slept with? I'm sweating bullets just thinking about it—eleven in total! He's had the best luck with women ever. Now, no matter how spoiled, noble, or beautiful a girl is, once she's under his control, she'll be out in a hotel within two weeks. I'm utterly impressed. Every time he talks to Meimei, I tremble with fear. Afterwards, I always secretly give Meimei a talking-to. Thinking to myself, I can't let such a pure and beautiful girl like Meimei be ruined by this vicious pervert. (Part 4) After much deliberation, I finally decided to target Huo'er, a freshman girl. Let me first tell you what kind of girl Huo'er is. In terms of looks, I honestly say I'm definitely inferior to Meimei. She has a slender figure and an adorable, endearing face. But when it comes to scheming, she's not even a tenth as good as Meimei. Meimei is so intelligent that I'm a little scared of her, otherwise I wouldn't have kept her as my girlfriend for so many years. It's because Huo'er is guileless, and she admires me a lot, almost to the point of worship, that I chose her as my girlfriend. In addition, I think she's a relatively pure girl. I've observed her for a long time, and Huo'er doesn't walk with her legs crossed. Moreover, she's relatively introverted and doesn't like to talk. I personally think that the more introverted a girl is, the tighter she holds onto that criterion. Let me tell you how she became so utterly devoted to me. When she was a freshman, I was quite popular on the campus BBS, constantly posting articles. One love letter I wrote moved her to tears, and from then on, she became a fanatical and blind admirer of me. Looking back, I don't even know what was so moving about that love letter; it was all rubbish. She asked to meet me in person online, so I secretly went. When I saw her, I had a real urge to flirt with her, but because Meimei was watching me closely, that thought gradually faded. I could only secretly tell her online that I already had Meimei. But I could tell she hadn't given up on me. Even today, every time I post an article on the campus website, she still leaves me a long comment, which makes Meimei frown every time she reads it. To win over a girl, you need to use certain tactics and techniques; you can't win her over with just a naive, sincere heart. While I was thinking about Huo'er, I found a scapegoat. His name was Rabbit, a sophomore. The young man was indeed handsome, with delicate features, and he was in the computer science department, where girls were particularly rare. As a result, he hadn't found a girlfriend by his sophomore year. He was also a literature major and worked for me in the literary society, always obedient to me. I didn't intentionally choose him as a scapegoat; it was just a matter of necessity. Once, I joked with him, and he talked about how cute, beautiful, and gentle Meimei was, asking me to help him find a girl like her. That's when my wicked idea came to me. I said to him, "You should have told me you wanted a girlfriend earlier, but it's not too late. I actually have a good younger sister who's even prettier than Meimei and has excellent literary skills. She hasn't been taken by anyone yet. I'll introduce you to her, and then it's up to you... Heh." That's how I casually introduced Huo'er to him. This way, with him as a shield, I could openly approach Huo'er, and Mei Mei wouldn't pay much attention; everyone would see me as a great person. When I mentioned Huo'er to Rabbit, his accent suggested he'd been watching her for a long time. With my encouragement, I took Rabbit to dinner under the pretext of a literary society call for submissions. At the table, I introduced them. Initially, they seemed to get along very well, but later it was mostly Huo'er and me exchanging glances. Rabbit, being a novice, couldn't see the intricacies of romance. I said I'd treat, but Rabbit ended up paying the bill, which made me feel incredibly guilty. From then on, I bombarded Huo'er with my affections on QQ. The first chapter of romance, as they say, is about seduction. First, I mentally raped her, attracting her attention with my eyes, then showering her with flattering sweet words, followed by lewd and obscene advances, and then relentlessly pursuing her wickedness—the wicked the better, young girls love that. As long as you use the right amount of language, it's generally easy to mentally rape a young girl. The next step is to physically touch her. If you don't physically touch her after mentally raping her, all your efforts will be wasted. The young girl will think you're not interested in her body, that her body isn't sexy enough to arouse your evil thoughts, and she'll think you don't like her and are just teasing her. She might never talk to you again. I felt I had successfully completed my mental rape mission, and now I had to move on to my next plan. Physically touching Huo'er wasn't easy. I had to find a secluded place, avoiding any spies. On the other hand, I also had to silence Huo'er, preventing her from telling anyone about my physical assault. Under the pretext of teaching Huo'er to write poetry, I took her to a park eight stops away from school. There, I deliberately chose some dangerous and winding paths because she would be scared; whenever she was scared, I would hold her hand and put my arm around her waist. Suddenly, I smelled a jasmine scent on Huo'er that made me dizzy. We played happily for an entire afternoon. Then, I made an excuse to let her take a bus back first, and I took the next bus back to school. Back at school, I chatted with Huo'er on QQ, naturally much gentler. Huo'er was very understanding and considerate of my decision not to go back to school with her; she said she understood how I felt and was very grateful that I had gone out with her. She asked me not to tell anyone, lest Mei Mei hear and be angry with me. We even arranged a time and place to meet again two weeks later in a city ten stops away from school. [Last edited by shinyuu1988] flemingxxx Gold Coins -1 Please do not change the original title!I'm sure I can exceed 13 minutes, 40 seconds, and 25 milliseconds, even though my future masturbation times will be between 9 minutes, 14 seconds, and 12 milliseconds and below 13 minutes, 40 seconds, and 25 milliseconds. After all, this is just acting; this is real life. Once it gets down to business, I believe I'll have the courage to disregard everything and sacrifice myself to persevere until the very last second, to complete my great, dignified, and historically significant mission. As for finding a real virgin, that's a huge problem. A friend said that if a woman walks with her legs splayed, she's probably not a virgin. And I can't look for virgins like us seniors. For the virgins in our school, it's like trying to get peas out of a funnel. In freshman year, they're all still inside, not yet fallen through. By sophomore year, half have fallen through; by junior year, the rate of falling through accelerates; and by senior year, there are hardly any left. Those who remain are either tall girls like Meimei, or ugly girls who are so unattractive they're disgusting, like moldy peas. Nobody wants those kinds of girls. What I really want are good guys like me who desperately want to take a virgin. But that still won't work. I won't go for seniors because of Meimei. At least I don't want to lose Meimei, the woman I've loved for over three years, just to take a virgin. Meimei has become an indispensable part of my life; I can't live without her. I need to secretly and carefully carry out my underground activities behind her back. I know it's dangerous; I could easily be murdered. But for men, the more dangerous something is, the more exciting it is. Danger has an incredibly mysterious attraction. So, I've limited my search to freshmen and those outside of school. I hold a small position in the student union, work in the arts department, and am also a junior editor in the school's literary society. So, I did come into contact with quite a few freshmen girls. Before I made up my mind to lose a virgin, I kept my distance from those girls, avoiding them whenever I saw them. This was an order Meimei gave me, and I had to obey. Actually, to be honest, when it comes to women, I'm the most important person in the world. When I first entered university, I lost contact with four girls in less than a year before finally settling on Meimei. Looking back now, I was so naive. What about love, what about just wanting to love one person properly? Sigh, and I really did love her properly, loving Meimei intensely for three years. In the end, I'm still a virgin. My roommate Wu Dalang, when he first entered university, lost contact with every girl he dated, and then lost contact with another. I genuinely admire his perseverance and tactics. Even though I secretly call him a "Wu Dalang" (a character from a Chinese folktale known for his short stature), he's the kind of man who never gives up and always forges ahead. Every time he falls, he learns from the experience. The saying goes, a real man gets back up wherever he falls, and Wu Dalang believes he's a real man. Because of this, his smooth talk is now better than Stephen Chow's. Guess how many virgins he's slept with? I'm sweating bullets just thinking about it—eleven in total! He's had the best luck with women ever. Now, no matter how spoiled, noble, or beautiful a girl is, once she's under his control, she'll be out in a hotel within two weeks. I'm utterly impressed. Every time he talks to Meimei, I tremble with fear. Afterwards, I always secretly give Meimei a talking-to. Thinking to myself, I can't let such a pure and beautiful girl like Meimei be ruined by this vicious pervert. (Part 4) After much deliberation, I finally decided to target Huo'er, a freshman girl. Let me first tell you what kind of girl Huo'er is. In terms of looks, I honestly say I'm definitely inferior to Meimei. She has a slender figure and an adorable, endearing face. But when it comes to scheming, she's not even a tenth as good as Meimei. Meimei is so intelligent that I'm a little scared of her, otherwise I wouldn't have kept her as my girlfriend for so many years. It's because Huo'er is guileless, and she admires me a lot, almost to the point of worship, that I chose her as my girlfriend. In addition, I think she's a relatively pure girl. I've observed her for a long time, and Huo'er doesn't walk with her legs crossed. Moreover, she's relatively introverted and doesn't like to talk. I personally think that the more introverted a girl is, the tighter she holds onto that criterion. Let me tell you how she became so utterly devoted to me. When she was a freshman, I was quite popular on the campus BBS, constantly posting articles. One love letter I wrote moved her to tears, and from then on, she became a fanatical and blind admirer of me. Looking back, I don't even know what was so moving about that love letter; it was all rubbish. She asked to meet me in person online, so I secretly went. When I saw her, I had a real urge to flirt with her, but because Meimei was watching me closely, that thought gradually faded. I could only secretly tell her online that I already had Meimei. But I could tell she hadn't given up on me. Even today, every time I post an article on the campus website, she still leaves me a long comment, which makes Meimei frown every time she reads it. To win over a girl, you need to use certain tactics and techniques; you can't win her over with just a naive, sincere heart. While I was thinking about Huo'er, I found a scapegoat. His name was Rabbit, a sophomore. The young man was indeed handsome, with delicate features, and he was in the computer science department, where girls were particularly rare. As a result, he hadn't found a girlfriend by his sophomore year. He was also a literature major and worked for me in the literary society, always obedient to me. I didn't intentionally choose him as a scapegoat; it was just a matter of necessity. Once, I joked with him, and he talked about how cute, beautiful, and gentle Meimei was, asking me to help him find a girl like her. That's when my wicked idea came to me. I said to him, "You should have told me you wanted a girlfriend earlier, but it's not too late. I actually have a good younger sister who's even prettier than Meimei and has excellent literary skills. She hasn't been taken by anyone yet. I'll introduce you to her, and then it's up to you... Heh." That's how I casually introduced Huo'er to him. This way, with him as a shield, I could openly approach Huo'er, and Mei Mei wouldn't pay much attention; everyone would see me as a great person. When I mentioned Huo'er to Rabbit, his accent suggested he'd been watching her for a long time. With my encouragement, I took Rabbit to dinner under the pretext of a literary society call for submissions. At the table, I introduced them. Initially, they seemed to get along very well, but later it was mostly Huo'er and me exchanging glances. Rabbit, being a novice, couldn't see the intricacies of romance. I said I'd treat, but Rabbit ended up paying the bill, which made me feel incredibly guilty. From then on, I bombarded Huo'er with my affections on QQ. The first chapter of romance, as they say, is about seduction. First, I mentally raped her, attracting her attention with my eyes, then showering her with flattering sweet words, followed by lewd and obscene advances, and then relentlessly pursuing her wickedness—the wicked the better, young girls love that. As long as you use the right amount of language, it's generally easy to mentally rape a young girl. The next step is to physically touch her. If you don't physically touch her after mentally raping her, all your efforts will be wasted. The young girl will think you're not interested in her body, that her body isn't sexy enough to arouse your evil thoughts, and she'll think you don't like her and are just teasing her. She might never talk to you again. I felt I had successfully completed my mental rape mission, and now I had to move on to my next plan. Physically touching Huo'er wasn't easy. I had to find a secluded place, avoiding any spies. On the other hand, I also had to silence Huo'er, preventing her from telling anyone about my physical assault. Under the pretext of teaching Huo'er to write poetry, I took her to a park eight stops away from school. There, I deliberately chose some dangerous and winding paths because she would be scared; whenever she was scared, I would hold her hand and put my arm around her waist. Suddenly, I smelled a jasmine scent on Huo'er that made me dizzy. We played happily for an entire afternoon. Then, I made an excuse to let her take a bus back first, and I took the next bus back to school. Back at school, I chatted with Huo'er on QQ, naturally much gentler. Huo'er was very understanding and considerate of my decision not to go back to school with her; she said she understood how I felt and was very grateful that I had gone out with her. She asked me not to tell anyone, lest Mei Mei hear and be angry with me. We even arranged a time and place to meet again two weeks later in a city ten stops away from school. [Last edited by shinyuu1988] flemingxxx Gold Coins -1 Please do not change the original title!The times were all between thirteen minutes, forty seconds, and twenty-five milliseconds and nine minutes, fourteen seconds, and twelve milliseconds, because this was, after all, acting, not real combat. Once it really started, I believe I would have the courage to disregard everything and sacrifice myself to persevere to the very last second, to complete my great, dignified, and historically significant mission. As for how to find a real virgin, that's a very, very big problem. A friend said that if a woman walks with her legs splayed, she's probably not a virgin. And I can't look for virgins like us seniors. For the virgins in our school, it's like using a funnel to let peas fall through. In freshman year, they were all still in the funnel, not fallen through. By sophomore year, half had fallen through, by junior year the rate of falling through accelerated, and by senior year, very few were left. Those who remain are either tall girls like Meimei, or ugly girls who are so unattractive they're disgusting, like moldy peas. Nobody wants those kinds of girls. What I really want are good guys like me who desperately want to take a virgin. But that still won't work. I won't go for seniors because of Meimei. At least I don't want to lose Meimei, the woman I've loved for over three years, just to take a virgin. Meimei has become an indispensable part of my life; I can't live without her. I need to secretly and carefully carry out my underground activities behind her back. I know it's dangerous; I could easily be murdered. But for men, the more dangerous something is, the more exciting it is. Danger has an incredibly mysterious attraction. So, I've limited my search to freshmen and those outside of school. I hold a small position in the student union, work in the arts department, and am also a junior editor in the school's literary society. So, I did come into contact with quite a few freshmen girls. Before I made up my mind to lose a virgin, I kept my distance from those girls, avoiding them whenever I saw them. This was an order Meimei gave me, and I had to obey. Actually, to be honest, when it comes to women, I'm the most important person in the world. When I first entered university, I lost contact with four girls in less than a year before finally settling on Meimei. Looking back now, I was so naive. What about love, what about just wanting to love one person properly? Sigh, and I really did love her properly, loving Meimei intensely for three years. In the end, I'm still a virgin. My roommate Wu Dalang, when he first entered university, lost contact with every girl he dated, and then lost contact with another. I genuinely admire his perseverance and tactics. Even though I secretly call him a "Wu Dalang" (a character from a Chinese folktale known for his short stature), he's the kind of man who never gives up and always forges ahead. Every time he falls, he learns from the experience. The saying goes, a real man gets back up wherever he falls, and Wu Dalang believes he's a real man. Because of this, his smooth talk is now better than Stephen Chow's. Guess how many virgins he's slept with? I'm sweating bullets just thinking about it—eleven in total! He's had the best luck with women ever. Now, no matter how spoiled, noble, or beautiful a girl is, once she's under his control, she'll be out in a hotel within two weeks. I'm utterly impressed. Every time he talks to Meimei, I tremble with fear. Afterwards, I always secretly give Meimei a talking-to. Thinking to myself, I can't let such a pure and beautiful girl like Meimei be ruined by this vicious pervert. (Part 4) After much deliberation, I finally decided to target Huo'er, a freshman girl. Let me first tell you what kind of girl Huo'er is. In terms of looks, I honestly say I'm definitely inferior to Meimei. She has a slender figure and an adorable, endearing face. But when it comes to scheming, she's not even a tenth as good as Meimei. Meimei is so intelligent that I'm a little scared of her, otherwise I wouldn't have kept her as my girlfriend for so many years. It's because Huo'er is guileless, and she admires me a lot, almost to the point of worship, that I chose her as my girlfriend. In addition, I think she's a relatively pure girl. I've observed her for a long time, and Huo'er doesn't walk with her legs crossed. Moreover, she's relatively introverted and doesn't like to talk. I personally think that the more introverted a girl is, the tighter she holds onto that criterion. Let me tell you how she became so utterly devoted to me. When she was a freshman, I was quite popular on the campus BBS, constantly posting articles. One love letter I wrote moved her to tears, and from then on, she became a fanatical and blind admirer of me. Looking back, I don't even know what was so moving about that love letter; it was all rubbish. She asked to meet me in person online, so I secretly went. When I saw her, I had a real urge to flirt with her, but because Meimei was watching me closely, that thought gradually faded. I could only secretly tell her online that I already had Meimei. But I could tell she hadn't given up on me. Even today, every time I post an article on the campus website, she still leaves me a long comment, which makes Meimei frown every time she reads it. To win over a girl, you need to use certain tactics and techniques; you can't win her over with just a naive, sincere heart. While I was thinking about Huo'er, I found a scapegoat. His name was Rabbit, a sophomore. The young man was indeed handsome, with delicate features, and he was in the computer science department, where girls were particularly rare. As a result, he hadn't found a girlfriend by his sophomore year. He was also a literature major and worked for me in the literary society, always obedient to me. I didn't intentionally choose him as a scapegoat; it was just a matter of necessity. Once, I joked with him, and he talked about how cute, beautiful, and gentle Meimei was, asking me to help him find a girl like her. That's when my wicked idea came to me. I said to him, "You should have told me you wanted a girlfriend earlier, but it's not too late. I actually have a good younger sister who's even prettier than Meimei and has excellent literary skills. She hasn't been taken by anyone yet. I'll introduce you to her, and then it's up to you... Heh." That's how I casually introduced Huo'er to him. This way, with him as a shield, I could openly approach Huo'er, and Mei Mei wouldn't pay much attention; everyone would see me as a great person. When I mentioned Huo'er to Rabbit, his accent suggested he'd been watching her for a long time. With my encouragement, I took Rabbit to dinner under the pretext of a literary society call for submissions. At the table, I introduced them. Initially, they seemed to get along very well, but later it was mostly Huo'er and me exchanging glances. Rabbit, being a novice, couldn't see the intricacies of romance. I said I'd treat, but Rabbit ended up paying the bill, which made me feel incredibly guilty. From then on, I bombarded Huo'er with my affections on QQ. The first chapter of romance, as they say, is about seduction. First, I mentally raped her, attracting her attention with my eyes, then showering her with flattering sweet words, followed by lewd and obscene advances, and then relentlessly pursuing her wickedness—the wicked the better, young girls love that. As long as you use the right amount of language, it's generally easy to mentally rape a young girl. The next step is to physically touch her. If you don't physically touch her after mentally raping her, all your efforts will be wasted. The young girl will think you're not interested in her body, that her body isn't sexy enough to arouse your evil thoughts, and she'll think you don't like her and are just teasing her. She might never talk to you again. I felt I had successfully completed my mental rape mission, and now I had to move on to my next plan. Physically touching Huo'er wasn't easy. I had to find a secluded place, avoiding any spies. On the other hand, I also had to silence Huo'er, preventing her from telling anyone about my physical assault. Under the pretext of teaching Huo'er to write poetry, I took her to a park eight stops away from school. There, I deliberately chose some dangerous and winding paths because she would be scared; whenever she was scared, I would hold her hand and put my arm around her waist. Suddenly, I smelled a jasmine scent on Huo'er that made me dizzy. We played happily for an entire afternoon. Then, I made an excuse to let her take a bus back first, and I took the next bus back to school. Back at school, I chatted with Huo'er on QQ, naturally much gentler. Huo'er was very understanding and considerate of my decision not to go back to school with her; she said she understood how I felt and was very grateful that I had gone out with her. She asked me not to tell anyone, lest Mei Mei hear and be angry with me. We even arranged a time and place to meet again two weeks later in a city ten stops away from school. [Last edited by shinyuu1988] flemingxxx Gold Coins -1 Please do not change the original title!The times were all between thirteen minutes, forty seconds, and twenty-five milliseconds and nine minutes, fourteen seconds, and twelve milliseconds, because this was, after all, acting, not real combat. Once it really started, I believe I would have the courage to disregard everything and sacrifice myself to persevere to the very last second, to complete my great, dignified, and historically significant mission. As for how to find a r

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