While Maggie had a shower, Edgar tidied everything up in the kitchen. The long military life and various wilderness survival had hard wired his habit to handle everything by himself and not rely on anyone else. Whereas in Edgar's eyes, Maggie was just a young girl who was vulnerable and depended on the help of others. When Maggie called him "Uncle Three", he naturally assumed the responsibility of looking after her to some extent.
So Maggie's concern of Edgar leaving her one day was justified as he was afraid of the same thing as well. He was equally concerned of whether she would one day tire of his company. As a single-minded partner, he treated Molly the same way he was treating Maggie. However, it took him years to heal himself and get over Molly. Now faced with a new relationship, he seemed to have butterflies in his stomach.
Edgar lowered his head and forced a weak smile on his face with a sense of self-mockery. Listening to the sound of the shower and imagining the hundreds of warm droplets falling on Maggie's body gave Edgar an erection.
As he looked down at his hardening penis, Edgar suddenly realized that he had been suppressing his sexual desires for a long time. So when he opened his heart and mind up to the new relationship, he felt like a hungry wolf waiting to devour the bathing lamb.
Edgar tried to suppress the intense sexual desire, but as soon as he calmed down, he felt his penis erecting again. So he decided to get the clothes he was going to change into after taking a shower. Deep inside his heart, he didn't want to sleep with Maggie so early in their relationship. Of course, his real concern was that the bold and sensitive girl would exclude him off the list.
When Maggie came out from the bathroom, Edgar was watching television in an attempt to save her embarrassment. Sensing this, she curled her lips and glanced down at her bath towel, which had been lowered on purpose. She tried to allure his attention by revealing her cleavage as she stood before him with only a towel wrapped around her naked body. Unfortunately, he didn't give her the response she was looking for and so with disappointment in her voice, she said, "I'm done. It's your turn."
"Okay." Edgar sat as steady as Mount Tai. "I'd like to finish watching this report. It's getting late. Good-night." With a pause, he added, "Let's go mountain climbing at six tomorrow morning!"
"..." His words disrupted Maggie's train of thoughts. Her lips trembled, and she glared at Edgar. "I'm not at Eagle right now! I don't want to go. Humph!" She stomped her feet angrily and entered the only bedroom in her apartment, murmuring under her breath, "You are such an idiot! You don't know how to appreciate a naked girl in front of you. I'm not the kind of girl who is ready to fawn on you so easily!"
Edgar heaved a sign and waited until there was no sound coming from her room. Then he fetched his clothes and went to the bathroom. After removing all of his clothes, Edgar shook his head while stroking his erect penis. "You'll have lots of opportunities in the future. Only if you make it through this time, can you obtain more pleasures in the future." With that, he opened the shower curtain and turned the tap to cold water.
Showering with cold water only seemed to make Edgar's penis even harder despite his efforts to keep it down. It was as if it was protesting against him.
While Edgar was taking a shower, Maggie called Monica on her cellphone. She was curious to know if it would hurt the first time and whether it was as painful as some other girls had described it.
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