BADA LEE as Your Deranged Stalker

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"Just leave it hanging there, I'll cut that later. Finish your bath." I demanded, then turned away again.

"Wala akong ibang damit na pwedeng suutin. B—bada. Papahiramin mo ba ako ng mga damit mo?" with an innocent tone she uttered those words to me and I couldn't help but massage my temples in annoyance.

It's as if being around this woman is making me more likely to come down with a real fever!

"Can you just fucking shut up?! You're really starting to annoy me!" I exclaimed in frustration!

But I couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt when I noticed her promptly silencing herself.

Kathreen redirected her attention to her shower regimen.

I could distinctly perceive her grasp the shampoo bottle and pour a dollop into her waiting palm.

With a delicate touch, she massaged the shampoo into her hair ensuring an even distribution.

As moments passed, she thoroughly rinsed her hair, allowing the foamy suds to wash away.

Next, she reached for the conditioner and applied to the ends of her hair then finally, she reached for the soap which was conveniently positioned nearby and proceeded to delicately lather it over every inch of her body.

She's maybe not fully naked inside the bathroom but I can totally feel myself scarcely breathing when I feel her skin against my fingers, nearly leading me to gulp in astonishment.

I shut my eyes firmly, attempting to recollect every encounter I'd had with my previous victims.

I couldn't recall ever feeling this way before, not until Kathreen entered the picture.

These emotions are beyond my understanding...

....and she's driving me insane!

Without any warning, I entered the bathroom and swiftly pulled her wrist up firmly, pinning her body against the wall.

The soap slipped from her hand and she emitted a startled scream.

She squinched as I grip her chin and I pressed my body against her.

She turned her head to the side to evade me as I inched my face closer to hers.

"Bada!" she whimper and I feel my heart pounding so fast right now!

The stream of water from the shower, now drenching both of us, feels like a catalyst intensifying the heat surging through my body!

And I can't resist any longer!

The closer I get to her, the more I start to malfunction!

I was about to touch her breast with my free hand, but I halted as she started to cry.

Unintentionally, I pulled myself away and merely gazed at her, now weeping before me.

Slowly, she lowered herself to the floor, sobbing...

and since each of our hands were still bound by handcuffs, I bring myself down in front of her.

While Kathreen continues to cry, I find myself instinctively reaching out to cup her face, gently lifting it, so our eyes would meet.

And then...

...words I had never spoken to any of my victims escape my lips.

"I— I'm sorry, I startled you."