Chapter 23: Innocence ets Experience
Everett smiled in satisfaction. "That's good. My Queen should now be the real Queen," he murmured, kissing her jaw. "Co, eat more," he encouraged warmly.
Zaiyila's appetite grew, and she happily ate more than she usually did.
"Right, husband, when can I visit your workplace? It's not really necessary to enter; I can just take a look," she remarked.
"Anyti my Queen pleases," Everett responded.
Zaiyila bead. "How about the day after tomorrow?"
"That's Friday."
"Yes."
"No problem."
"Yay!"
"Don't want to go anywhere else?" Everett inquired.
Zaiyila shook her head and continued eating happily.
...
The next day, Zaiyila quickly dressed for school. Even though Everett repeatedly reminded her not to rush, she didn't listen—she had to get there early.
...
"You were so scared yesterday that you made up so lies, that's not cool I guess" Zaiyila remarked, sitting beside the pale-looking Elizabeth.
"Don't mock , your brother is terrifying, Damn!" Elizabeth muttered.
Zaiyila raised a brow. "He's not scary at all. You can continue courting him," she teased.
Elizabeth looked at her in disbelief. "Don't push to death's door, Aiyi. I'll just keep my crush to myself—no need to make contact with him," she retorted.
Zaiyila chuckled and began writing. "That reminds , I have a question for you," she noted.
"Baby, ask anything you want," Elizabeth responded, rolling her eyes.
"Co closer," Zaiyila gestured, and Elizabeth leaned in. "How does a woman please a man? Umm...without the need to do the real intercourse" she inquired seriously.
Elizabeth's jaw dropped. She stared at Zaiyila in disbelief. "Are you kidding ?" she questioned, trying to find any hint of teasing in her expression—but to her surprise, Zaiyila was completely serious.
Zaiyila shook her head and prepared her jotter. "Start speaking—I want to write it down," she prompted.
"Ah," Elizabeth muttered, thinking for a mont before raising a suspicious brow. "Baby, you don't have a boyfriend, do you?" she questioned.
"Nope," Zaiyila answered, even shaking her head.
Elizabeth sighed in relief and was about to speak when Zaiyila's next words nearly made her bang her head against the desk.
"It's a husband I have," she blinked innocently.
Elizabeth facepald herself lightly. "Dear, dear, please don't hit with unbelievable jokes. Yes, you're nineteen already, but if any man were to marry you with your childish figure like this—that man is definitely a pervert. Get that into your head. If he's your boyfriend or fiancé, that's more acceptable—but husband? That's out of the question," she remarked.
Zaiyila's mouth twitched as she was overwheld with mixed emotions—one part of her wanted to shout to the world that she was married to Everett, another wanted to beat Elizabeth until she couldn't open her eyes again, another wanted to ignore her, and yet another wanted to scold her for calling her husband a pervert.
"Don't talk too much. Just give an answer," she replied calmly.
Elizabeth smiled at Zaiyila's composed face. "I know you're just teasing . Anyway, the school rules make exceptions for married won," she explained.
"You say what?" Zaiyila raised her brow in surprise.
"You're not aware of the rules? Married won aren't allowed to study here, Didn't you take the entrance exam?" Elizabeth questioned, even more surprised.
Zaiyila opened her mouth to reply, but Elizabeth's muttering rendered her speechless.
"Why am I even asking? You're the top-grade student—even Miss Girlin admired you so there was no need for you to take the entrance exam," she noted. "Don't worry. As long as I'm here, you'll get familiar with everything and won't get into trouble," she reassured her with a warm smile.
Zaiyila nodded. "I didn't know there were such rules in the school. I better keep my relationship a secret so it won't affect my husband's image," she thought.
"As for the sex stuff, I'm rather curious how you don't even know sothing as simple as this," Elizabeth observed, looking at her curiously.
Zaiyila gulped. "I... I'm not in contact with n and I... I don't study," she confessed in a low voice.
Elizabeth's expression softened, and she gently patted her back, assuming she ant she didn't study biology. "I'm also from a wealthy family, so I understand how you feel. They're quite strict with their female children. Don't be sad—I'm here," she comforted.
Zaiyila looked at her. "She completely misunderstood what I ant," she thought and sighed. "Alright, tell ," she repeated.
"Okay, look, there are many ways to please a man, okay? Number one—you can suck," Elizabeth explained.
"Suck what?" Zaiyila frowned in confusion.
"A blowjob," Elizabeth clarified.
Zaiyila furrowed her brows tighter. "Make yourself clear, I'm confused," she insisted.
Elizabeth's mouth opened slightly as she stared at Zaiyila. "You put the man's dick in your mouth and suck—suck and lick it like candy," she described, watching her reaction.
Zaiyila thought for a mont, then her pen began dancing on the notepad. After a while, she showed Elizabeth. "Like this?" she asked.
Elizabeth's eyes widened when she saw what Zaiyila had drawn—she actually drew it.
"What the hell?! Why did you draw that?!" Elizabeth imdiately tore the page out, chewed it, and spat it out after confirming it was completely destroyed.
Zaiyila blinked innocently. "Isn't that what you told ? I was just trying to confirm what you ant," she explained.
Elizabeth sighed. "Don't draw! You're a science student, yet you can draw so well—that's cool," she complinted.
"Second way?" Zaiyila asked, completely unfazed by the praise.
"Um... you can use your breasts," she responded.
"My breasts?" Zaiyila raised a brow.
"No, no... I an, one can use their breasts," Elizabeth corrected quickly, wondering why she was directing the answer at her specifically.
Zaiyila wasn't thinking about that at all—her concern was more about the small size of her breasts. "Is it okay if they're big or small?" she questioned.
"Both are fine as long as they can be squeezed together," Elizabeth explained. "The dick goes between the breasts and then... the journey begins," she elaborated.
Zaiyila nodded and was ready to draw again, but Elizabeth stopped her. "Please picture it in your head—no need to draw," she pleaded with teary eyes.
Zaiyila sighed. "Okay, another one."
"Um... another is using the ass," Elizabeth responded hesitantly.
"Ehn?"
"It's kind of risky, because if things get too exciting, it might no longer be the ass but the pussy," she added.
Zaiyila nodded thoughtfully. "I can practice one of those with my husband. That way, he won't be the only one pleasing ," she thought. "Thank you," she smiled at Elizabeth.
Elizabeth nodded but then froze as the realization hit her. "Did I just corrupt an innocent girl?!" she scread inwardly.
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