The Great Medical Saint

Matthew didn't want to go into detail. He smiled. "I have a great body."

Silas didn't want to carry on with the conversation. He couldn't. It wasn't like he could strip and compare. The elevator stopped. They walked out.

Meanwhile, the two girls were chatting in the office. Both Rachel and Tracy were beautiful in their own ways.

Rachel was more of an ice princess, exuding a regal aura supported by her luscious curves. On the other hand, Tracy was like a butterfly in a garden. She sported a clean silhouette and exceedingly pretty features. She seemed more confident too. They were laughing as they talked about Matthew.

Tracy said coyly, "You're smiling a lot more often, Rachel. Is it because of the thing you had with Matthew?"

Rachel was stunned. This was the first time that someone said she smiled often. But when she heard Tracy's next words, she blushed. "What nonsense is that? You should be more reserved as a lady."

Tracy pursed her lips. "Why do I need to be reserved around you? We can talk about everything, can't we? Tell me, what did it feel like doing it with Matthew?"

Rachel thought of how Matthew had completely dominated her in the car that night. Her cheeks got scalding hot, and her gaze grew shy.

Tracy watched as Rachel blushed. Rachel looked like a rose in bloom. She was just that beautiful. Even Tracy wanted to kiss her.

She teased, "You're blushing really hard. Do you feel like doing it again?"

Rachel smacked her lightly. "Nonsense, 'm just thinking about something Back then, Matthew said I had some sort of illness. It had to be cured by... by... Oh, I can't say it." She couldn't finish her sentence.

Though her beautiful face was still flushed, there was no way to fully describe her beauty.

Tracy couldn't stop herself from touching Rachel's delicate cheek. "Tell me! Or... are you just stringing me along?" Rachel took Tracy's hand away. "I'm not. It's just too embarrassing.

"Matthew said that my ice-cold demeanor was some sort of illness. It had to be cured by... doing that with a guy.

"I thought he was just a perverted

bastard who wanted to use that as a reason to sleep with me. But now, you're telling me that I'm smiling more often now. I'm just wondering

if what he said could be true

Tracy looked stunned. Was there really such an illness in this world? Wasn't that just something someone perverted would say?

Tracy thought of the time she'd asked Matthew to send her home and how he had rejected her. He hadn't taken the opportunity to take advantage of her. She mumbled, "Maybe it's real. That's a really lucky illness to have."

Rachel blushed even harder. "What nonsense are you saying?"

Tracy said enviously, "Girls are using face masks and going to beauty salons to be pretty. Some of them even go through plastic surgery. But all you have to do to be prettieris get laid. It's just unbelievable. I'm really envious."

Rachel rolled her eyes at her. "Are you feeling horny? Do you want me to lend you that perverted bastard for a couple of days so that you can be prettier too?"noveldrama