As a 17-year-old girl who hasn't fallen in love yet, you have set a goal to have a boyfriend. Yes, you have, but he is 10 years older than you. Even though he doesn't say sweet words, he is very fond of you. As long as you want, he will bring it to you

Today he came to pick you up from school as usual. Out of habit, he raised his hand to touch your thigh, but you closed your legs and your face showed discomfort. Seeing that the girl was unhappy, he raised his eyebrows.

"Why are you frowning?"

You pouted and looked at him

"Lyly dared to spread the news that I was dating a rich man, now everyone thinks I'm a gold digger"

Hearing you say, he turned on, started the car, one hand on the steering wheel, the other caressing the soft thigh. With a little force, those legs parted, allowing him to take the opportunity to caress that soft thigh. He caressed your thigh while driving

"It's true that you can pair up with a rich man, but this rich man can't be with everyone. I'll kick that girl out of school, do you want it?"