What a magnificent scene.

Due to her mixed heritage, Helen's body is even whiter than the fairest of Asians.

Dirk still remembers the fairest skin he had ever seen should have been Zoey Moss.

But the Helen before him surpassed even that.

Also because of her mixed heritage.

Her "base" is much larger than the average person's, appearing quite grand.

As the saying goes, the bigger the base, the bigger the house; this is certainly true for her.

More importantly, this incredible sight is strikingly round and shows no signs of sagging. You have to admire the wonder of creation.

Below the peak on the left is written "Cheap".

The one on the right bears "Lascivious".

Both are extremely humiliating words.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Seeing Dirk stop his actions, Helen asked somewhat bashfully.

In turn, Dirk felt a bit embarrassed and said, "I'm sorry, Sister Helen, I... it's my first time seeing something like this enormous."

"If you like, you can touch it."

Helen said in a very small voice.

Dirk was stunned, and asked, "Really?"

"Yes, you've done so much for me, I should thank you."

A primitive impulse rose in his heart.

If Dirk wanted to, he could cover it with his hand.

But he refrained.

Swallowing his saliva, he said, "Never mind, let me continue helping you wash it off."

Having said that, he dipped a towel in some cleaning liquid and continued to clean Helen earnestly.

The upper body was clean.

Dirk thought it was over.

At this moment, Helen suddenly said, "There's one more spot."

"More? Where?"

Dirk was a bit stunned and asked.

Helen glanced at her lower body.

About to speak, then stopped.

She then gathered her courage and took off her pants.

The buns-like "one line of sky" appeared in view again.

Dirk frowned, the outside of the thighs was already clean, and the inside didn't seem to show anything. If there was more, where was it written?

While he was puzzled.

Helen approached Dirk, spread her legs like doing a stance, and pointed to her lower body, saying, "Inside."

Inside?

Dirk bent down, squinted, and looked closely, but seemed to see no words.

Helen blushed and said, "You have to lie on the ground and look up to see it."

Dirk didn't think too much.

He directly lay on the ground, Helen's spread legs were right in front of him. Then, as she squatted down further, he noticed the beautiful butterfly was about to have an intimate encounter with his face. That's when Dirk noticed, indeed, two words were written on the butterfly's "wings."

The one on the left was still "Lascivious."

The one on the right was the letter after "A."

These, among the wiped-off words, were the most humiliating.

At this moment, Helen too.

Was beyond ashamed.

Because she had never imagined showing her lower body to another man in such an embarrassing position; throughout the process, she was blushing and pursing her lips.

The script wasn't large.

However, this part was quite tender.

As Dirk cleaned, he used minimal force, wiping little by little.

When the last word was wiped clean, Dirk noticed that right in the middle of the butterfly, there was already some crystalline liquid.

It seemed, during the contact, Helen also had reactions.

"It's done, Sister Helen, all clean now."

Dirk stood from beneath her and said.

Helen was filled with shame, momentarily at a loss for words.

She paused and asked, "Dirk, do you like your sister's body?"

"Of course, I like it, Sister. Your body is a masterpiece among masterpieces."

Dirk didn't lie and said straightforwardly.

Helen bit her lip and said, "If you want, Sister can give it to you."

After saying this, she hurriedly explained, "Sis... Sister isn't deliberately seducing you; it's just that... I didn't have much else to thank you for... If you want... Sister will cooperate with you."

"Hahaha..."

Dirk laughed out loud.

Pointing at the unfinished food on the table, he said, "Sister Helen, the dumpling meal you made me is the best thanks. Your wound hasn't healed yet; you shouldn't do vigorous activities. Plus, you've been busy half the day already, better rest early."

At that moment.

Helen didn't know whether to feel happy or disappointed.

Her eyes were slightly moist.

Yet, she didn't want Dirk to notice.

She nodded and said, "Then I'll sleep on the couch, and you take the bedroom."

Dirk said, "Sister Helen, you go sleep in the bedroom; you're the patient. How can I let you sleep on the couch? Come on, don't be polite with me."

After saying this.

He gently pushed Helen into the bedroom.

No choice, the Education Bureau's dorm only had one bedroom.

Dirk made do with a night on the couch. The firecrackers went off until midnight, so he didn't sleep well. He only drifted off in the early hours.

The next morning, daylight came.

Dirk rubbed his sleepy eyes awake, suddenly noticing the dining table was already tidied up. He peeked towards the bedroom door; it was already open.

Could it be Helen had woken up early?

Dirk got up and walked to the bedroom door. He saw the bed was neatly made, and the pajamas Helen wore yesterday were neatly folded on the bed.

Besides that, there was a note.

Dirk picked it up for a look; it only had a few words: "We'll meet again."

Meet again?

Why would there be another meeting?

Dirk shook his head, not wanting to think too much about it.

Today is the first day of the new year.

Dirk first made a New Year's call to Donal Lewis and then another call to Warren Young since they were his superiors. Necessary etiquette shouldn't be forgotten.

After half a year of busyness, since it was a holiday, he didn't plan to run around, intending to have a good rest for a day.

Just as he was about to head to the bedroom to catch up on sleep, a knock was heard.

So early, who could it be?

Dirk opened the door, and for a moment, stood surprised. Before him was a woman he didn't recognize.

The woman seemed quite young, probably only around twenty or even younger. She had a nice appearance and looked pretty innocent. She wore a down jacket, but below she had the latest trendy JK skirt on, with black stockings on her thighs, and she was carrying a big bag.

"Are you...?"

Dirk frowned slightly and asked.

The woman smiled and asked, "Is this Director Carter?"

"Uh... I'm Dirk. May I ask what you need?"

As soon as the woman heard it was Dirk, she became excited. Without waiting for an invitation, she stepped inside and placed that big plastic bag on Dirk's table.

"Wait, who are you, beauty? Do you have some business with me?"

Dirk asked.

The woman didn't bother answering Dirk's question. With curious eyes, she glanced around the room and even peeked towards the bedroom before asking, "Director Carter, do you live in this small house?"

"Uh... yes, is there something you need?"

Dirk asked again.

The woman directly sat on the couch, swinging her legs, saying, "It's pretty warm at home; I'm feeling a bit hot."

After she spoke.

She took off her down jacket.

Underneath was a JK uniform paired with a white shirt.

But this one was very short, revealing her entire slender waist.

"Beauty, who are you really? It's New Year's Day; even if you're here to give season's greetings, you should let me know who you are?"

Dirk said.

The woman's gaze finally landed on Dirk and said, "My name is Shannon Pitts."

"Arsenic? What kind of name is that?"

Dirk stared, puzzled.

The woman chuckled and said, "My name is Shannon Pitts, Pitts as in skin, smooth like happiness, my father is Ivan Pitts."

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