Chapter 3
The door creaked open. Lily and I had just finished getting dressed and were standing there, feeling a bit awkward, sneaking glances at the doorway.
Two girls strolled in, dressed casually and carrying gym bags.
They paused for a second when they saw us, maybe surprised by our messy appearance or just the fact that we were there at that time. Then, they shrugged it off and moved to a corner, chatting like they were about to start their workout. Lily shot me a glare, clearly blaming me for being too reckless. She then stormed out of the dance room, fuming.
I sighed, knowing I had some serious making up to do. Foiled again. I couldn't help but shoot a resentful glance at the two girls.
The two girls were casually stripping off their outer pants, revealing their smooth, white thighs, making my already hard cock even harder.
I turned to see Lily walking away and quickly chased after her. Sure enough, Lily stayed mad for the next few days. But I didn't mind too much. An occasional temper tantrum was something I could overlook.
Speaking of myself, my name's Ethan.
I was six or seven years older than Lily, studying CIS.
I had been in the U.S. for several years, bouncing between the East Coast and the West Coast before landing at Celestial University about a year ago.