Chapter 127 Chapter 126

The girl was sitting on the bed, her waist-length black hair twirling around her restless fingers.The burly figure that appeared at the door made her shrink back in fright. He saw her with a smile on his face.Finally for once, Jacob didn't let him down. The girl said her name was Rhoda.He believed it.She said she had just turned eleven, three weeks ago.He saw it too.The long hair fell from the full shoulders, and the loose shirt concealed the body that was about to be conquered by growth.A pleated skirt and white socks complete the innocent look.He let his paternal instincts play out and put her at ease with friendly, reassuring tones and gentle gestures.

"It's your first time?" He sat on the edge of the bed next to her, one arm lightly resting on her shoulder. "Don't worry. I won't hurt you. Hold my hand. Let's talk for a while." Reluctantly, she put her little hand on his, feeling his thick fingers take her tenderly.His other hand was on her knee. "Are you nervous?" His tone was calm and reassuring. "Just relax. You'll enjoy it better that way." He stroked her arm. "How's it feel to be eleven, Rhoda?" She whispered back, "It's fine." "Better than ten years old?"

She shrugged nervously.Small talk was not on her mind at the moment.She just wanted to get through and leave.Go home and play with her dolls. "Do you like going to school?" She nodded cautiously. "Is this the skirt of your school uniform?" He put his hand on the hem of the skirt and stroked her thigh with his thumb, letting her get used to his touch. "Your hair is so beautiful." He stroked her hair with his fingers, carefully admiring the silky hair texture. "Do you have sisters?" "There is one." "Is it younger than you?" She shook her head.

"It's a pity. Otherwise, we can have a threesome next time." He patted his wallet. "Maybe it's over, I can give you some more." He stretched out his hand and started to unbutton her shirt.She forced herself to sit still.Her sister had already explained what would happen. "How much did they pay you?" "I don't take money." He undid the second button. "Is this okay? Who said that?" "My dad." "Your father? He knows you're here?" He shook his head in disbelief.Could it be meaner than this? "And who's your dad? He sounds like a really nice guy."

"He's downstairs. His name is Jacob."