Sarah hesitated for a moment. Despite her discomfort, she carefully followed Larry inside.

The room was small, a simply furnished one-bedroom apartment, with clothes and socks strewn about, and unfinished instant noodles on the coffee table. The whole place was messy, making Sarah even more uncomfortable.

"How did you find out about this?" Sarah asked, trying to remain calm.

"Heh heh, I just happened to be passing by the hotel and saw a strange man holding you as you both went inside. Later, I went to the front desk to inquire, and that’s how I found out about your situation!"

Larry said, his eyes constantly darting between Sarah's bulging chest and the long, smooth legs under her pencil skirt.

Sarah showed a hint of defeat. "You're threatening me because you want money, right? Tell me how much you want."

To her surprise, Larry shook his finger. "No, no, no, you're mistaken. There are many things in this world that money can't buy. My demand isn't high. All I want is for you to take off your bra and panties and give them to me as a welcoming gift. That's all."

Sarah's face instantly paled, and she angrily said, "You're dreaming! I would never do such a thing. Ask for something else!"

"Something else, you say? Fine. How about you spend the night with me then?" Larry said with a lecherous smile. If he hadn't seen Sarah's nervous movements earlier, guessing she might have a weapon in her bag, he might have already reached for her curvy bottom.

"You shameless pervert, in your dreams!" Sarah cursed, her pretty face flushed with anger.

"You think that condition is too much, don't you? Then let's stick to the first one: take off your bra and panties and give them to me."

Although Sarah was extremely unwilling, it was still better than the second condition. As long as she could make him keep the secret, she was ready to go to any lengths.

"Larry, you have to keep your promise. I'll give you my clothes, and you won't say anything!"

"Heh heh, don't worry, I'm the most trustworthy person around." Larry rubbed his plump hands together, his eyes gleaming with a perverted excitement, already quite impatient.

"Where's the bathroom?" Sarah asked coldly.

Larry paused for a moment, then chuckled. "No, you've got it wrong. I want you to take them off in front of me."

"What? Impossible!" Sarah's face instantly went deathly pale.

She had initially thought it was just taking off her intimate apparel to give to him, which, though unwilling, she could accept. But taking them off in front of him crossed her line.

"Heh heh, Sarah, isn't it a shame for such a beautiful body to only be enjoyed by one man, your husband? I'm just looking; it won't cost you a thing. If you really want me to keep your secret, then do as I say, or you'll face the consequences."

Sarah's delicate body trembled. Ever since she made that mistake, she had imagined countless times her husband's furious reaction and him divorcing her, leading to her family's collapse.

She absolutely could not let that happen.

She hesitated for a long while, then finally took a deep breath, glaring at Larry. "Fine, I'll take them off..."