He undressed me slowly. His fingertips moved from my half-naked upper body to my waist, and he easily found the zipper of my skirt and pulled it open.

"How do you know the zipper is there?" I asked him. The design of the school uniform skirt was quite concealed. I remembered when I first wore it, it took me a long time to find it. He smiled, his deep eyes had a seductive, evil look in them, "I have observed it many times."

He leaned close to my ear, his disordered breath blowing ...