Baam~
Ash was seated on the bed, his top still off while wearing only his trousers.
He had a calm look on his face, both of his hands resting firmly on his thighs.
Though it looked as though he was unfazed by the current events, the single drop of sweat that appeared at the side of his face quickly spoke otherwise.
'I guess we are doing this.'
Ash whispered to himself, almost as if he was trying to speak confidence into his very soul.
For the most part, he knew he was just doing his job to ensure Aisha got stronger.
Nothing more, nothing less.
With this mentality in check, it was far easier for him to accomplish the task before him.
At the side of the room, Aisha had just finished pulling off her clothes and gently placing them on the table.
All she had on in that moment were her white panties that firmly gripped her buttocks, and a white strap securing her breasts in place.
In her mind, different thoughts ran through it.
