Henderson's tone was cold, "It's sweet."
Samantha was speechless. She thought, "Pure milk was tasteless!"
She put the glass back hastily and asked, "...Master, would you like some milk as well?"
"No." Henderson pinched her fingers lightly, "It's late, time for bed."
Samantha replied, "Okay." As she was turning sideway to pull her blanket, the collar of her pajamas slid aside, revealing her slender white neck and dainty collarbone.
Henderson spotted an attractive red mole on the left of her neck, like a drop of blood in a glass of pure milk. It was so gorgeous.
Samantha was just beginning to tuck herself under the blanket when there was a sudden force fell on her, pinning her down against the plush mattress.
She was startled.
Henderson stroked her neck slowly. His
