Thomas was sitting on the steps in front of the mansion's main entrance. He had come out completely exhausted after being pushed beyond his limit. Even though nearly half an hour had passed since he was able to rest, his body was recovering slowly.
Now he smelled clean, and his white hair was still damp, since the three of them had taken a shower after sex. Because Freja had torn his clothes, he was wearing something looser than his usual size.
Ashley finally stepped out of the mansion, letting out a sigh of relief as she brushed her long black hair.
"In the end, I missed a class, but I feel so good. My mood improved a lot. That aphrodisiac is really dangerous—I've never been in a threesome before."
Thomas rubbed the back of his neck and replied without looking at her:
"I'm sorry I made you miss a class."
"I'll always help you, we're best friends."
Freja came out behind her, stretching her arms upward. Her cheeks were flushed with happiness.
