After all, it was the first time.
Even though it was voluntary.
When truly facing the onslaught of the storm, Zoey was still quite nervous.
Even so, Zoey parted her legs...
"Dirk, be gentle."
Realizing Zoey's fear.
Dirk's hand gently caressed her fair body.
"Sis, I won't hurt you."
With such reassurance, Zoey's tension eased considerably.
When the two finally became one.
Zoey experienced for the first time how joyful it truly was to be so intimately connected.
Twelve years had passed, wasted just like that.
How many delightful nights had she missed?
One round finished.
Zoey curled up in Dirk's arms.
Only then did Dirk notice that Zoey's eyes were filled with tears.
He sprang up in surprise.
Asked, "Sis, did I hurt you?"
Zoey shook her head.
Said, "No, I'm very happy, I just feel a bit sorry for myself, how much I've missed all these years."
