She flushed to the bottom of her ears. She was so embarrassed and about to run away, but Nate pressed her down on the stool. He observed the shape and structure of the menstrual pad, tried to stick it to her panties, and asked her, "Am I doing it right?" Katie turned her head away awkwardly, "Yes." And then Nate helped her put on the underwear.
Katie had never been taken care of like this before. A man wiped her period blood, got her menstrual pad done, and dressed her. She was moved, but she was terrified to face him. She looked away, avoiding eye contact with him.
He washed his hands, controlled her face, and let her look at him. He looked at her, waiting for her to compliment him, like how nice and smart he was. Katie covered her face, wishing to disappear immediately from his eyes.
