I returned to my room, unaware that my daughter had been awake for everything.
Still, something felt off about it.
Although curiosity tugged at me, I just assumed she was a deep sleeper like her sister.
Glancing at the wall clock, I quickly assessed the situation and realized my wife and little daughter would be back soon, so there was no need to push any further with her right now.
I could leave things as they were. After all, tomorrow it would just be the two of us at home again.
With that in mind, I opened my laptop and typed in my password: ****
It loaded smoothly. I navigated with the mouse and opened the hidden document.
In the silence of the room, a new line of words appeared before me.
{Perverted Techniques…}
Don't blame me, though…
Funny enough, as soon as I'd gotten the system I had created this file and started jotting down techniques on the woman's body, exploring the depths and hidden complexities of a woman's emotions.
