Chapter 18 Heartbroken Leonard

Annie declined Leonard's proposition. "Sorry, Leonard. I don't want that right now. Besides, I'm about to do the cleaning. Go home, and I will ask Bill to call you when he returns."

Leonard could feel she didn't want him to stay. So he left, disheartened.

'Is it because I made fun of her for not having a boyfriend? I need to be more careful with my jokes.' He reflected on the reasons for her anger.

Upon his return, the rain began to pour. Seated on his bed, Leonard stroked Annie's panties, entranced by its beauty.

'Annie's panties are lovely, but I long to see them on her,' he mused, picturing Annie in the blue undergarment.

At that moment, the bedroom door burst open. Leonard, startled, quickly hid the panties.

"What's the matter, Scarlett?" he asked.

Scarlett approached him sternly, her arms crossed.

"Leonard, listen carefully," she said in a low voice.

Leonard nodded confusedly.

"Leonard, we shouldn't be like this. I can't make love with you anymore," Scarlett stated solemnly.

Leonard was shocked. He attempted to raise his questions, but Scarlett silenced him with a hand over his mouth.

"We're family, and it's not right for us to do this. My teaching you about sex was supposed to be educational. Now that you've grasped it, you don't need me anymore," she whispered into his ear.

Leonard's hurt sunk. He sat still, his head bowed, and his tears welling up.

Scarlett patted his head in consolation. "You need to grow up. I can't be with you forever. You'll have a girlfriend. Only make love with someone you are to marry. You don't want to be alone forever, do you?"

Leonard remained silent, his tears dropping to the floor.

Steeling herself, Scarlett stood up. She left her final words, her tone unyielding as she declared, "I'm doing this for your good, Leonard. I hope one day you'll understand."

After saying that, she left the room. Leonard was left on his bed, curling up, weeping.

Outside the room, the rain intensified.

Romy emerged from her room for water. As she passed the living room, she unexpectedly found Leonard sitting silently on the couch.

"Leonard? What are you doing here?" She asked as she felt his melancholy.

Leonard looked up, his eyes swollen from crying.

"Oh dear, Leonard, have you been crying? Is there anyone bullied you?" Romy was alarmed. She hastened to his side to comfort him.

Leonard shook his head. "Romy, no one's hurt me. I'm just feeling down."

"What's upsetting you? You can tell me. I'm here for you," Romy said, embracing him.

Leonard remembered Scarlett's words from earlier, but he couldn't let Romy know—he had promised to keep it a secret.

Looking up, he choked up, "Romy, would you help me masturbate?"
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