2151 Side Story: Party Experience 4

Luke watched with great interest. Although his cheap sister-in-law's bust wasn't exaggerated enough, she had a good figure and a good temperament.

Her search for a tip just now had caused one side of her dress to slip off her shoulder, revealing a large expanse of her fair and smooth chest.

He had to confirm with his own eyes that Margaret really didn't have a hundred-dollar bill on her today.

Elena tidied up Margaret's clothes and didn't even bother to look at Luke.

The three of them were too familiar with each other.

Luke was always the first 'viewer' of the drawings and portraits that the girls modeled for.

Besides, Margaret trusted Luke. Even if he knocked on her door in the middle of the night, this silly girl would open the door in pleasant surprise and invite him in.

As a great man once said, there was no such thing as pure friendship between a man and a woman.

Nothing had happened between Margaret and her 'good friend,' Luke. The key wasn't that she didn't think about it, but that Luke never had that intention.

Conversely, when Margaret and Elena had sleepovers, Margaret had asked a lot of questions about Luke. They had even done some 'unspeakable' things when they were drunk.

This wasn't unusual in America.

According to some investigations, female best friends had done some unspeakable things with each other about 30% of the time, while more than 80% had crossed the line.

But Elena knew very well that Margaret had a normal sexual orientation.

Perhaps she was only imagining Elena as someone else.

Of course, there were even more outrageous things in the circle of artists that the two women came into contact with. This sort of 'drunk lack of control' was already very pure.

After that, they tacitly forgot about it.

Elena had never thought of preventing Luke and Maragret from meeting.

Her relationship with Luke had always been unique, and Margaret and Luke knew each other.

Besides, given Margaret's pure personality, there was still a long way to go before she took the initiative, nor would Luke go along with it.

Ignoring things was also one way for friends to get along.

After this 'tipping' interlude, the three of them continued with 'dinner.'

It was rare for Margaret to go 'camping,' and she was in high spirits with her friends next to her.

Luke had no choice but to 'retrieve' another bottle of red wine for his sister-in-law.

Half of the two bottles of red wine went into the stomachs of the two female artists, and most of it into Margaret.

The night grew darker, and the visitors who were playing on the seaside basically disappeared.

Margaret was already flushed and drunk. She slept soundly under two big beach towels, and smacked her lips every now and then, as if she were eating in her sleep.

Luke and Elena cuddled on the side.

They had one beach towel draped over their shoulders and were sharing the last half-glass of red wine.

The drunk artist glanced at her best friend, who was one meter away, and couldn't help but whisper in Luke's ear, "You usually only let us have one bottle of wine at most. Why two bottles today? Tell me, did you want to get me drunk and then use the opportunity to fool around with Mary?"

Luke patted the restless female artist and said in an injured tone, "Why are you saying the opposite?"

Surprised, Elena then exclaimed in 'alarm,' "B*stard, did you want us to get you drunk and then take advantage of you?"

Luke chuckled and shook his head at how 'smart' the female artist was. "Of course… not. I just wanted to get Mary drunk and then have sex with you."

Elena looked appalled. "Ah, you animal!"

Her hands were still covering her chest pitifully, but the straps of her dress had completely fallen off to reveal her perfect upper body.

Only Luke could enjoy such a beautiful view on the empty beach at night.

He had to cooperate fully with the female artist.

With a devilish smile, he grabbed her chin and leaned in close.

They could taste each other's breath. "It's useless, woman. Nobody will save you even if you scream your lungs out, so you're mine tonight."

The female artist didn't know about Luke's perverse delight in following a script. She simply struggled with all her might, but fell even faster into his hands.

The sound of the tide surging rang out in the night.

…

The female artist's resistance to the 'atrocities' didn't work.

Even though she insisted on taking the initiative and was on top for a brief span of time, she ultimately still fell onto Luke's strong chest.

He gathered up her petite and plump body in his arms.

Elena didn't forget to stuff one corner of the towel into her mouth so that her 'anguished wails' wouldn't startle Margaret.

She and Luke had a history — on Christmas Eve, they had almost scared a security guard out of his wits at Paland Academy.

Luke had also used Life 1 and Real Dream to teach Elena the Chi Refining Technique over the years, so her physique was several times stronger than that of an ordinary woman.

However, this only allowed her to stay awake for longer; truthfully, her body was very weak.

Still, that didn't stop her body from heating up at all.

The stars twinkled in the night sky and the waves rippled along the sand. With a beauty in Luke's arms, this could be said to be the perfect night out.

The female artist gradually lost control of herself, and Luke could only cover her mouth with his.

At that moment, the faint sound of a motor could be heard in the distance.

Luke didn't think much of it.

There were too many rich people on Long Island who had yachts and were obsessed with sailing.

But a few minutes later, his ears twitched, and his attention finally shifted away from Elena.

With his hearing, he investigated the source of the unusual activity coming from the ocean.

In the blink of an eye, his expression turned strange.

Amidst the sound of the tide breaking, a figure broke the surface of the ocean and strode toward the beach.

The newcomer was quite fast. In ten seconds, she was standing on the beach ten meters away from Luke.

However, she didn't notice Luke and the other two for the time being in the dark… Hm, maybe it was because she was too angry to notice what was going on.

She simply raised her hands and stuck her middle fingers out at the ocean as she rattled off, "You idiots, if you want to do it, go home and f*ck yourself. Don't think you're so great just because you're rich. You can't compare with my boyfriend…"

Luke: …Fine, I know how good you are at talking.

However, he didn't say anything for the time being. Instead, he activated Elementary Sound Wave and listened to the conversation on a yacht 100 meters away.

In just a minute, he had a rough idea of what was going on. He coughed and reminded the person who was cursing, "There's someone else here."