Bodhi, now over 40 years old, was old enough to be Olivia’s father.
Whenever he returned from his travels, he always brought her gifts from abroad.
Therefore, Olivia eagerly anticipated treats from him.
The night was pitch black.
A figure suddenly emerged from the water. His pale skin was shining, droplets of water sliding down his well-defined muscles. This created a faint redness on his skin, adding to his allure.
And there he was, right in front of Olivia.
All she could do was open her mouth in shock.
This was too much!
A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y
Olivia’s face turned a deep red as she stared at him, finally stuttering, “Are you a man or a woman?”
Dylan wiped his face, flicking water onto Olivia’s with a mischievous grin.
He chuckled.
“Want to check?”
Olivia looked down and covered her eyes.
“Why aren’t you wearing pants?”
“Swimming trunks count as pants!”
Dylan’s parents had come to visit, and they stayed in a hotel. He, preferring to swim daily, stayed at the Garcia residence.
Post-swim, Dylan dried off with a towel, watching Olivia.
She was cute and tender, resembling Edwin closely, making her identity clear.
Olivia peeked through her fingers, softly asking, “Is that real or fake? How did you get it so big?”
Dylan tossed aside his towel and lay on a recliner, covering himself with a bath towel. He patted the spot beside him.
“Want to feel it?”
Olivia grimaced.
“No way! I’m not a baby anymore!”
Dylan laughed loudly, his teeth shining in the night.