Amos Smith never expected that one day he would be held by the face and nibbled on like a cake.
The little girl had quite a temper; seeing him slightly dodge, she started biting him out of revenge.
The voice in the back of his mind was urging him nonstop to push the person in his arms away, but his hands didn't seem to be listening to his brain's commands...
Manson soon returned.
When he got in the car, he noticed that the partition in the middle had been raised, and he paused for a moment.
The driver asked, "Where to now?"
Manson didn't dare "disturb" the people in the back, so he made the decision himself.
"First, take Miss Norris back to her apartment."
In the backseat, Bertha Haines was already straddling Amos Smith, wrapping her arms around the man's shoulders, and began to wholeheartedly enjoy her "dinner."
Amos Smith had completely given up resisting.
He just allowed the little girl to mess around on his lips.
