illicit love story

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The story begins with a series of crazy mistakes.

Last year, on New Year's Eve

, although the pandemic was still ongoing, I hadn't been home the year before due to it. So, on New Year's Eve, I rushed home, taking the high-speed train before 8 PM.

Although it was rushed, I managed to catch the Spring Festival Gala with my family.

My parents were overjoyed at my return.

We celebrated at our family's small supermarket. To earn more money, the supermarket remained open even on New Year's Eve. The three of us sat together, eating dumplings, chatting, and watching the Gala.

The Gala was as boring as ever; aside from one or two skits, it was hard to keep our attention.

The dumplings were delicious, but after one plate, I was exhausted from the journey and had a poor appetite,

so we mostly chatted .

But as we talked, the originally harmonious family atmosphere began to stiffen.

The reason for this all stemmed from the fact that the final topic of conversation turned to my marriage and romantic relationships.

Am I averse to marriage and relationships?

Of course not. Although it's a bit embarrassing to talk about, I have a very high sex drive, as some of my past girlfriends know. Sometimes I even wonder if I'm addicted to sex. But besides having a high drive, my sexual needs are also quite unique, perhaps related to my exposure to too many erotic novels growing up.

It's precisely because of this that my relationships with my girlfriends haven't lasted very long. Ordinary sex is rarely enough to satisfy me, and my demands are often seen as perverted, disgusting, and disrespectful to women by my girlfriends.

This is why I'm still unmarried.

Of course, I can't tell my parents this.

Another reason for the tense atmosphere was that my parents were constantly reminding me, through the topic of marriage, that I'm almost thirty.

"You're almost thirty, you can't delay any longer."

At that moment, I suddenly realized that it's not just women who fear aging; men feel the same way.

Since it was a long-awaited reunion, and it was New Year's Eve, I had no choice but to restrain myself and not act out.

Two hours later, I looked at my phone and it was 11 PM. I couldn't listen anymore and yawned, saying,

"I'm a little tired. I'm going to rest upstairs." The "

upstairs" I meant was the house my family bought in the county town. My parents rarely lived there; they usually slept at the shop at night, mainly to prevent theft.

My parents didn't say much. After all, it was very late, and they could see I was exhausted from the journey.

"Okay, go ahead and rest. There won't be many people tomorrow, it's Lunar New Year's Day. You can come down later. I've tidied up the house for you. Turn on the electric blanket when you sleep." "Okay." I said goodbye to my parents and left the small supermarket.

My neighborhood wasn't far from the supermarket, only about a ten-minute walk.

Perhaps because everyone was at home watching the Spring Festival Gala on New Year's Eve, there weren't many people on the streets.

The night was dark, and although I'm a grown man, I felt a little uneasy. Plus, I was really sleepy, so I quickly walked home.

Just as I was looking down, about to reach the entrance of the residential area, suddenly, a boy with a buzz cut, wearing a dirty red and white striped school uniform, appeared out of nowhere. He had a fierce look in his eyes and was holding one of those multi-purpose Swiss Army knives. He appeared in front of me.

My heart skipped a beat; I was being robbed!

You see, I've never encountered any illegal or criminal activity in my life, and now I was being robbed at gunpoint. Even though it was just a small knife, my heart skipped a beat, and I was a little scared.

"What are you doing?"

I asked instinctively.

The reply I received surprised me.

"Give me the money!"

What surprised me wasn't confirming that I had been robbed, but that the robber, who looked like a boy, spoke in a girl's voice.

I was stunned and looked closely at the robber.

To be honest, just by looking at him, I couldn't tell if the robber was male or female.

My first impression of the robber was that he was dirty, but not in the way that he hadn't washed; rather, his skin had a yellowish-brown tinge.

This is mainly because my hometown is located in the Northwest, on the Loess Plateau, where dust and sandstorms are particularly severe, causing most people to appear as if they are covered in a layer of yellow dust.

Their cheeks also have the unique "plateau red" characteristic of people from this mountainous region, greatly affecting their appearance.

But for some reason, I was quite certain that the robber who had tried to rob me was a girl.

Subconsciously, I suddenly remembered the character played by Xu Jiao in the movie "CJ7," Zhou Xingchi's son; that indistinguishable gender feeling was very similar to this girl. The

only difference was that this girl was a little taller, but not very tall either, probably around 1.5 meters, but equally thin.

Seeing this, I wasn't too afraid anymore and prepared to say a few words to scare her away so I could go home and sleep.

But just then, the girl's youthful appearance—from her face and skin to her thin frame—suddenly attracted me.

Looking at her school uniform, I suddenly realized she must be a teenage girl.

Although she looked average-looking, the thought of a teenage girl with a vibrant, youthful body hidden beneath her school uniform seemed to pierce the darker parts of my being.

Instantly, hormones surged, banishing my drowsiness and plunging me into a state of heightened awareness. My brain began to race.

A surge of lust rose from my lower abdomen, and scenes from erotic novels and comics began to surface in my mind.

At that moment, I suddenly believed that men are all driven by their lower instincts. I

didn't understand where I, who had always been relatively well-behaved, got the courage and audacity at this moment. But this seemingly coincidental scene felt like a New Year's gift from heaven, allowing the demon within me to completely overwhelm my reason.

Countless posts I'd read on forums flooded my mind.

I knew I was contemplating a crime, but still, as if possessed, I tentatively said,

"Put down the knife. I don't have any cash. Do you have a cell phone? I'll transfer the money to you!" The girl hesitated for a moment, then said fiercely.

"I don't have a phone, I just want money."

At that moment, I suddenly noticed that the girl's body seemed to be trembling. Was she scared?

But I quickly realized that there might be another reason.

"Is she cold?"

The girl was wearing very thin clothes. Although the zipper of her school uniform was zipped up high to try to block the cold wind, she still looked very thin on this cold winter night of New Year's Eve, when the temperature was several degrees below zero.

Seeing this, the demon within me grew even more frenzied. I tried to appear as harmless as possible, pointing to the residential area ahead.

"I don't have any cash on me right now, but I have some at home. If you're not afraid, come with me, I'll take you to get it." "I don't know why a kid like you would rob someone, but you must be in trouble." "Besides, you must be cold. I have some extra clothes at home; you can take one or two so you don't freeze outside." The girl's eyes shifted from surprise to confusion, then to wariness.

She seemed completely bewildered by what I was saying.

I knew it was time for me to take the initiative.

I raised my hands and slowly began to move.

Seeing this, the girl tensed up, instantly brandishing the knife menacingly.

"Don't move!!!"

"Don't worry, I really don't have any cash on me, and you don't have a phone. If you really need money, come with me, I'll go home and get it for you." With that, I walked past the girl, who was still wary, and headed towards my home.

The girl's eyes were filled with struggle and unease, but the cold air and her need for money still made her follow me, keeping a distance of two meters.

What the girl didn't see was the slight tremor of excitement in my body after I noticed her movement.

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"Come in, this is my home!"

I unlocked the door, and a wave of warm air rushed in.

With a click, the previously dimly lit room was instantly illuminated.

The bright light made the girl uncomfortable; she looked around warily, gripping the knife in her hand, her eyes blank and somewhat lost, hesitant to move forward.

"Don't be afraid, come in, I live alone."

After much hesitation, the girl finally made up her mind, gripping the knife tightly, and cautiously entered.

"How much money do you want?"

My words clearly startled the girl; she seemed confused as well, finally uttering a number that seemed enormous to her.

"1000!!!"

"1000?"

I continued, looking at the girl's feigned fierceness.

"Sit there and wait a bit. Oh, and close the door, or the heat will escape." With that, he walked into the master bedroom without any apparent suspicion.

The girl hesitated, her unease holding her still, and didn't close the door.

Then, the master bedroom door opened, and under the girl's wary gaze, he pulled out ten hundred-yuan bills.

"Here you go!"

This money had actually been in my bag; it was a cash prize I won at this year's company party. I never expected it to come in handy like this.

Seeing the girl snatch the money and try to leave, I naturally wouldn't let her go so easily.

In fact, once the money was taken from her, she wouldn't be able to leave so easily.

"Do you know how long you'll be in jail if I call the police for robbing 1000 yuan?" As soon as I finished speaking, sure enough, the girl couldn't move.

Seeing her completely clueless expression, I felt even more confident and continued to threaten her.

"Three to ten years in jail."

The girl's pupils contracted, and fear crept onto her fierce face. She clutched the banknotes tightly, but still maintained a menacing demeanor.

"Don't scare me! I'm not afraid!!!"

"Oh, you really aren't afraid? Then go ahead, and I'll call the police if you leave. By the way, even if you return the money now, attempted robbery is still a criminal offense." At this moment, I finally revealed my true colors.

Sure enough, the girl's face turned deathly pale, and her expression became somewhat terrified.

Seeing this, I knew that this girl couldn't escape.

Now that I had the upper hand, I needed to remove the most dangerous thing from this girl.

"However, to be honest, this amount of money is nothing to me, so I can choose not to call the police." At this point, the girl finally realized something was wrong, but lacking social experience, she had no idea of my sinister intentions.

"What do you want in return for not calling the police?" she asked coldly.

"You want me not to call the police? Then put the knife down first."

The knife in the girl's hand was her only source of safety, so she was unmoved and instead gripped it even tighter.

I could only try to persuade her while also threatening her.

"Don't be afraid. I'm asking you to put the knife down to prevent you from accidentally cutting me. Intentional assault and robbery would carry a much heavier sentence. And don't worry about me hurting you. After all, I'd go to jail too. You're afraid of jail, and so am I. We can't talk with you holding a knife like this. If you're really worried, you can keep holding the knife, but put the blade away first. It's too dangerous. I'll have to call the police." The girl looked conflicted, but she eventually put the blade away.

If it were a fruit knife, I definitely wouldn't do that, but with a Swiss Army knife, once the blade is retracted, it's not so easy to pop it out again.

In fact, if I suddenly attacked her now, this girl would definitely not escape my grasp, but I wasn't in a hurry because I still had something to confirm.

"That's more like it,"

I said, pointing to the sofa in the living room. "Go sit there. I'll close the door; it's too cold, the heating's all gone." The girl hesitated for a moment, but finally obediently went over.

Unfortunately, she didn't see the bulge in my pants, otherwise she would never have made this wrong decision.

I went to the living room and, under the girl's still cold, wary, and fierce gaze, said,

"Give me your ID!" "

!"

The girl was startled and asked warily.

"What are you going to do?"

I no longer concealed it, my eyes filled with greed as I looked at the girl impatiently.

"Stop talking nonsense, do you have your ID? If not, a student ID will do. Give it to me now, or I'll call the police." Although the girl still pretended to be fierce, she was now caught in the middle of the confrontation and had no choice but to pull out her student ID from her pocket.

At that moment, she had no idea what terrible things were about to happen to her.

"Oh, so your name is Ma Lan. A senior in high school? 19 years old, so you're an adult." At this moment, the last obstacle was gone, and the demon within me fully awakened. Without any concealment, my eyes were fixed on this high school girl named Ma Lan, and then I moved… At this moment, the girl finally understood my true purpose.

Because I couldn't control myself and pounced on her, pinning her down and starting to tear at her pants.

The sudden change stunned her for a moment, but then she reacted, her face turning deathly pale. News reports she had seen before, along with the word "rape," flashed through her mind.

In such a remote area, sex education for students in schools was already weak, and besides, she had only seen such things in the news; she had never imagined that something like this would happen to her.

"What are you doing…"

"What am I doing? Of course, I'm going to fuck you."

At that moment, my mind was blank; I stated my purpose without any pretense, pressing my entire body against hers.

She began to scream in panic, instinctively reaching for the knife she had already sheathed. However, I was prepared, my hands gripping hers tightly, wresting the knife from her grasp. With the sound of metal clashing against the floor, her only support was gone.

At that moment, I was like a wild beast, ignoring the girl's screams. Driven by lust, all I could think about was thrusting my already hard, burning penis into her vagina.

She began to struggle desperately, screaming and writhing, trying to escape, but she was too weak, pinned firmly to the sofa.

The girl resisted fiercely, but the age and gender difference gave me complete dominance.

Besides, this wasn't my first time doing this; I'd done it with my ex-girlfriend before, so it was second nature to me.

I knew that in this situation, no foreplay was needed; there was only one way to get the girl beneath me to give up resisting as quickly as possible.

The girl's clothes were indeed very thin, and I easily pulled her outermost trousers and thermal underwear down to her knees, revealing her white underwear underneath.

The coldness between her legs made the girl realize that she was naked from the waist down. She desperately clutched her underwear with one hand, pushing against me with the other, kicking her legs hard, trying to escape.

But it was no use.

I held her down firmly, rendering her resistance futile, and at the same time, I freed one hand to start pulling down my own pants. In just a few seconds, my hard, reddish-black penis was revealed.

Ignoring the last layer of protection from her underwear, I reached out and lifted her legs, then pulled her underwear aside.

Unlike the girl's seemingly dirty body, what appeared before me was clean, plump skin, and a swollen, pinkish-red vulva between her legs, as if no outsider had ever entered this mysterious place. What excited me even more was the sparse, soft pubic hair around the vulva, almost indistinguishable from a bare tiger.

The combination of these features made me completely lose control; my lust surged, and my penis throbbed painfully hard.

Without hesitation, I grasped my penis and slid it down the girl's smooth, white flesh, then gently pressed, and the head of my penis entered her soft, honeyed entrance.

Feeling that hot, terrifying thing entering her private parts, the girl, who had never had any experience before, instantly understood what it was. Her face turned deathly pale, and her entire body tensed.

And just then, she heard the devil's voice in her ear.

"I'm going in!"

With those words, I seemed to use all my strength, my back arching, a slight pain accompanying my thrust as my penis plunged in, breaking through a thin membrane, like entering a deep cave. My penis pressed against her tender flesh, entering a warm and tight place.

The pain of the torn hymen and the despair of being raped caused the girl's entire body to arch painfully, as if stiffening, her back arching high, letting out a bloodcurdling scream, her vagina instinctively contracting.

"Ah..."

"Hiss..."

Feeling the tender flesh inside her vagina squeezing my penis, I also gasped.

A virgin's vagina was already tight enough, and this contraction almost made me ejaculate.

I knew I couldn't move, or I would definitely ejaculate immediately.

Because it was just too comfortable, too stimulating.

This comfort came not only physically, but even more so psychologically.

Perhaps this is why many people, even with girlfriends, still enjoy watching pornography.

Because in reality, nothing is this exciting.

I was at the peak of lust and didn't want it to end so abruptly.

I wanted to fully enjoy the body of this young girl beneath me.

So, I could only maintain this position with my penis inside her vagina.

The girl beneath me had forgotten to struggle; she seemed unable to accept the fact that she had been raped, and the intense pain had left her mind blank.

After a minute or two, once the pleasure subsided, I began to slowly thrust.

Although I was raping the girl beneath me, I didn't thrust roughly. Instead, I pressed myself against her, slowly entering and exiting her vagina, as if I were with my girlfriend.

Clearly, the girl I was raping was experiencing no pleasure whatsoever.

All she felt was pain—the pain of being raped, and the tearing pain of my penis entering and exiting her vagina.

She began to cry incessantly, kicking her legs frantically, using the last of her strength to try and push my penis out of her body.

But this was obviously impossible.

However, I wasn't feeling well either. Because of the lack of foreplay, the girl's vagina was dry and lacked lubrication, causing a slight pain on my penis.

But I didn't give up. Looking at the girl beneath me, her pitiful state after being raped and humiliated, my dark sexual desires were completely unleashed.

As I slowly thrust, time passed, and the girl's cries gradually subsided, her struggles becoming weaker.

Her vagina began to secrete protective fluid, making my thrusts smoother.

Seeing this, I gradually increased the speed of my thrusts, my hips slamming against her vagina. The virgin's blood and vaginal fluid stained my penis red. The slapping sounds and the splashing sounds of my penis entering and leaving her vagina intensified the pleasure I felt.

So I thrust harder and harder, with increasing force, until finally it felt as if I wanted to pierce the girl completely with my penis. I used all my strength, like a madman, plunging my penis in again and again.

This frenzied action caused the girl pain once more.

But thankfully, this state didn't last long.

After dozens of violent thrusts into the girl like a pile driver, I finally shuddered, and thick streams of semen gushed out deep inside her.

Then, as if my soul were ascending to heaven, I lost all my strength and collapsed heavily onto the girl, holding her tightly.

It wasn't until several minutes later that I came to my senses.

After the intense release of my desire, I entered a state of sagehood, and my mind finally cleared a little. Only then did I realize what I had done.

I had not only raped a girl, but I had also ejaculated inside her without even using a condom.

What had I done?

Although I have many shady sexual fetishes, I've only ever had casual relationships with my ex-girlfriends, and I've never crossed any lines. They didn't agree, and I never forced them.

I never imagined I would actually rape a girl.

Sure enough, men are all driven by their lower instincts. Before this, my mind was completely consumed by lust, and I naively assumed that because the girl had robbed me, even if I raped her, she would never dare to speak up.

Even if she dared to say it, because of the money involved, I could turn the rape of this girl into prostitution, soliciting prostitution, or a honey trap, reducing the legal punishment.

But now, after sobering up, I still felt incredibly scared.

What if the police still determined it was rape? Would I really go to jail?

I subconsciously looked at the remaining girl, wanting to say something harsh to threaten her, but the pain on her face had vanished, replaced by her initial fierce expression, her eyes filled with hatred as she looked at him.

Seeing this, I should have felt afraid, but beyond that hateful gaze was the girl's alluring appearance after I raped her, her face streaked with tears, her body soaked with sweat and tears, her hair disheveled.

At this moment, she had completely transformed from a girl into a woman.

The lust that had subsided was reignited by the girl's contradictory expression of lust and hatred.

The semi-erect penis that had remained inside the girl's vagina became hard again.

As the owner of the vagina, the girl instantly felt the changes in the disgusting substance inside her body, her eyes shifting from anger to terror.

She tried to struggle, but it was too late.

I lifted her buttocks and, once again like a tireless ox, thrust hard into her vagina.

Perhaps because I had already ejaculated once, the pleasure came slowly this time.

I no longer used brute force, only focusing on releasing my desire, and slowly began to apply the techniques I used on my girlfriend to the girl beneath me.

With each thrust, the girl's clothes began to become cumbersome.

As I moved in and out of her vagina, I slowly pulled down her pants and long underwear, which had fallen to her knees, completely.

"What beautiful legs!"

I realized then that this girl's body was a treasure. Although her skin was yellowish and a little dirty due to her living conditions, it wasn't rough at all; it was smooth, and her legs were truly beautiful—straight and slender.

Indeed, youth is wonderful!

This aroused my lust to another level. Unable to resist any longer, I pulled out my penis and then lifted her left leg with my hand.

The girl on top of me, initially thinking she could finally be free as the disgusting thing left her body, was surprised when her left leg was lifted up like that. Before she could react, the disgusting thing, like an iron rod, suddenly entered her body again.

"Mmm..."

she let out a muffled groan.

This groan only excited me more.

"Is she starting to feel something?"

Thinking this, I lifted the girl's left leg and began to thrust into her vigorously, as if caressing a precious treasure.

The girl quickly realized something was wrong. Unlike the first time she was raped, when the man who raped her entered her body with the disgusting thing, she felt nothing but pain. Her body was actually starting to react.

As a high school student with little sex education, she didn't understand what this reaction meant, but she knew clearly that her body shouldn't be reacting like this.

But with each repeated rape, the deep penetration brought a tingling, sour, and full feeling that made her groan softly.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...wooo..."

Her body began to bead with sweat, and her skin flushed.

This humiliating feeling of being raped yet experiencing such pleasure made her cry uncontrollably again.

This excited me even more, and pleasure began to descend.

I once again became a jackhammer, thrusting in and out without any gentleness, the force increasing and the speed increasing.

Just as I was about to ejaculate ,

suddenly, a bang, bang, bang, and fireworks went off into the sky. Turning my head, I saw the night sky outside the window transformed into a kaleidoscope of colors under the illumination of the fireworks.

This dreamlike scene brought me a sense of relief; I hadn't expected it to be such a coincidence.

Amidst the noisy sounds of firecrackers and fireworks, I looked at the girl beneath me, naked from the waist down, alluring and seductive, her hair disheveled. Suddenly, a soft feeling welled up in my heart, and I subconsciously uttered a...

"I'm sorry!"

The girl was clearly startled, but then screamed.

"Ah..."

"Happy New Year!!!"

With my "Happy New Year," my penis suddenly thrust in again.

This time, my penis seemed to have truly reached the end of her vagina, touching a mysterious soft flesh.

"Ah..."

The girl's scream grew louder, and then I saw her arch her back as if electrocuted, her vagina beginning to tighten, as if desperately trying to suck my penis in, welcoming my entry for the first time.

I didn't disappoint her either, gripping her waist, holding her buttocks, and forcefully pushing my penis inside, as if my waist was passing through that soft flesh, entering a deeper secret garden.

Then, I couldn't control myself any longer and ejaculated, streams of hot, thick semen gushing out.

"Ah... Waaah..."

With my ejaculation, the girl cried and screamed, her limbs tensing as if in spasms, her skin flushed, and finally, with a long moan, she reached her climax.

After her climax, the girl's body seemed to lose all strength, collapsing onto the sofa. After a long while, she began to sob softly.

I lay on top of her, panting heavily, but I found my penis hadn't softened.

I looked down at the unusual flush on her face, at her dazed, weeping expression.

A demonic urge rose within me again, filling my mind with only one extremely sadistic thought:

"I'm going to break her!"

So, despite my exhaustion, I lifted her hips and began thrusting rapidly once more.

This time, the girl couldn't endure it any longer.

The pleasure of her previous orgasm hadn't subsided, and another wave of pleasure washed over her.

She felt she really couldn't take it anymore; she felt she would die if this continued.

"Don't come in, stop...stop...ah...um, stop for a second...waaaah...I can't take it anymore...please..." But my body was already controlled by my lower half. Amidst the sounds of slapping and the girl's pleas and cries, I, like a donkey with its head covered and only knowing how to work, brought the girl to orgasm once again... ———————— The next morning, I was awakened by the sound of firecrackers in the neighborhood.

Opening my eyes, I saw a girl lying on the bed, her face streaked with tears.

I was stunned at first, but then the lewd scenes from last night resurfaced in my mind.

I raped the girl sleeping next to me again and again, from her initial resistance, to silence, to repeated orgasms, and then to her begging for mercy.

I ejaculated inside this girl a total of four times. The first three times were on the sofa in the living room, when she was still awake. The last time, she was completely unconscious, and I carried her to the bedroom, where I ejaculated again.

Thinking of this, I carefully lifted the blanket. I saw the girl lying naked on the bed from the waist down. The milky white semen and virgin blood between her thighs had dried, her vulva was swollen and red, and her legs were covered with red marks from my caresses, as well as traces of sweat and dirt mixed together.

Seeing this lewd scene, my subconscious desire rose again, but after four ejaculations last night, my penis just wouldn't get hard this time.

I had to give up and instead focused my attention on the girl's upper body.

Last night, during the third time, I had intended to take off the girl's upper body clothes as well, but the girl, already delirious from orgasm, still instinctively held onto her upper body clothes, preventing me from succeeding.

Back then, I didn't force her, but now, looking at the sleeping girl, I instinctively slipped my hand under her shirt, wanting to feel the texture of her breasts.

I couldn't possibly have slept with her and never even touched her breasts, could I?

But just then, the girl opened her eyes, looking at me groggily, then realizing what I was doing, her eyes filled with hatred and anger, as if she wanted to kill me, glaring fiercely.

I had no choice but to withdraw my hand, pretending to be serious, and said,

"Are you awake? You were too tired last night, you should rest for a while." As I spoke, naked, my limp penis dangling, I got off the bed.

The girl just glared at me, her lower body still naked, clutching the blanket tightly.

I quickly found some clothes to put on, then took a few pieces of clothing I had worn before from the closet, threw them on the bed, and said coldly.

"I'll go out and buy you birth control pills now."

After all, all four times last night were actual internal ejaculation, especially the last two times; I felt like I shot directly into the girl's uterus.

The girl also thought of this scene, and her face turned pale.

"After you've rested, go take a shower first, and then change into these clothes." Don't be fooled by my calm appearance; I'm actually panicking

inside. Last night was incredibly pleasurable, but how am I going to end this?

Although I don't know how to end it, one thing I'm certain of is that I absolutely cannot show my panic in front of this girl.

I pretended to be calm as I walked out of the bedroom, closed the door, and saw the mess on the living room sofa. My mind started racing.

Actually, last night, before I made up my mind, I had already thought of an escape route.

If this girl really called the police, when the police asked, I would insist that the girl robbed me first, but because I didn't have any cash on me, I took the girl to my house to get money in order to survive.

After I got the money, the girl threatened me again, begging me not to call the police. She even offered to sleep with me in exchange for it. Driven by lust, I agreed.

This morning, when I woke up, she demanded more money. When I refused, she threatened to call the police.

I felt my story was perfect because everything except the last part was true.

The hardest lies to expose are those that are 90% true and only 10% false.

As for the girl, she was the one who committed the crime first, and I was the victim, giving me a natural advantage.

Thinking it over, it seemed the police didn't have direct evidence to convict me of rape; at most, it would be considered sex work.

Sex work, while involving fines and detention, wasn't appealing, but with last night's thrilling experience, I didn't feel it was a loss.

Besides, I figured the girl wouldn't dare call the police. Whether it would convict me of rape or robbery, I didn't know, but it would certainly be enough to convict her of robbery.

Just the robbery charge alone would give me complete control.

Thinking this, I felt much more confident.

However, the most important thing now was to get out and buy birth control pills as soon as possible. Before leaving, I cleaned up the crime scene, putting away all the evidence that might be incriminating against me. I threw the girl's underwear and pants directly into the washing machine, then left with the knife and the girl's student ID.

But once I was outside, I realized I had made a foolish mistake. I had forgotten that it was the first day of the Lunar New Year, and everyone was celebrating at home. Not a single shop on the street was open; it was as deserted as a ghost town.

But I couldn't delay getting the birth control pills.

I wasn't afraid of the girl calling the police; I was more afraid of her getting pregnant. Calling the police would at most result in a fine and a few days of detention, but if she got pregnant, it would be a huge problem.

This girl was too young and didn't seem like she would know how to buy birth control pills herself.

Thinking of this, I could only look around.

Fortunately, I was lucky. About half an hour later, I finally found an open pharmacy and bought the birth control pills.

But when I got home, I found the house empty.

Also gone were the remaining three thousand yuan in cash in my wallet and my down jacket.

Looking at the money that had been taken away, I felt a sense of relief, because I knew the girl wouldn't call the police...

[The End]

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