Chapter 80: Fetish Wear

Liliana let out a helpless laugh, but the itch on her skin still teased her, sending her writhing under the white comforter like a sinuous snake. Seeing her like that, Nixon Walker laughed even harder. In just a few minutes, he'd watched her shift from saint to siren, and his mood couldn't have been better. "Why are you grinning like such a creep?" "Ever think that on you, this is basically fetish wear? Total uniform roleplay." Liliana froze, then the meaning hit her. Color flooded her face....