The Supreme Soldier in the City

After a bout of passion, Lucy Campbell snuggled beside James Brown, her face still showing the afterglow, like a kitten that’s had its fill.

Lucy was holding a tissue, wiping James Brown’s mouth, while James said, "Stop wiping, I’ll get up and wash my face soon."

"Still, I have to wipe it, otherwise it makes me uncomfortable, there’s stuff from me all over your mouth."

James couldn’t help but laugh, "I don’t feel anything wrong at all, how come you do?"

"That’s different, it’s my own stuff, and it’s coming from me. Of course, I feel uneasy. It’s like if I ate something of yours, then kissed you and spat it in your mouth, could you accept it?"

James chuckled dryly; Lucy’s comparison was quite apt. He had no desire to eat his own stuff; people are weird that way. What he doesn’t want to eat himself, he hopes the other person will. He said, "I told you to let go just now, but you didn’t."

Lucy pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "I know you men just like that. It gives you a sense of achievement. Besides, it’s really not that hard to swallow, and if it can give you that kind of satisfaction, then what’s a little endurance from me?"

James sighed softly and said, "You, the first beauty of SSUP Country, I always thought you had the appearance and intelligence for that title. Now I realize that in bed, you can absolutely drive any man crazy too."

Lucy chuckled and said, "Right now, only you have a chance to experience that."

"What about in the future?" James blurted out.

"Future... what do you think?" Lucy threw the question back to James.

James coughed dryly; it was like shooting himself in the foot. Now he had to admit, he was completely captivated by Lucy. But Lucy wasn’t just anyone. Could he keep this abnormal ambiguous relationship with her, treating her as a lover, while having Gina as his wife?