She longed to have sex with Carlos in her heart, otherwise she wouldn't be alone in a room with him, she wouldn't borrow his bathroom, and she wouldn't go to that church with him. If it weren't for a bad piece of wood falling off the roof of the church, it would have been achieved. Threatened by Carlos, she picks up the club and kills him mercilessly, despite explaining to her. That's right, Jessie's inner demon is stronger than an angel.
In fact, I really don't appreciate the attitude of foreigners towards sex. No matter whether you know it or not, whether you are familiar with it or not, there may be a relationship, and it lacks connotation...
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