Teddy POV
She stood in front of me, without clothes. Her perfect body is on display. Her smooth skin and perky breasts enticed me, calling me like a siren to a sailor, guiding me to conquer all of her.
Sometimes, I could feel her fear and hesitation, but despite that, when I asked her if she wanted to continue, she surprised me every time she moved forward, trusting me. Her trust was once broken, and her trusting me now, while exposed and vulnerable, is a complete privilege. One I want to honor.
I couldn't help but stop at her breasts and admire the perfect part, but at the same time, resent them. Despite being perfect, they are the source of her illness, and tonight, I will happily enjoy them before they are removed for good. I would rather have her healthy than with perfect boobs.
