C295 We Have No Money

Indeed, the statuesque beauty Rinn was embracing was none other than Dorothy.

She donned a set of pajamas, the kind that clung to her form and were semi-transparent.

Amidst the hazy atmosphere, Finney's nosebleed was instantaneous; he hung his head in embarrassment, unable to muster the courage for another glance.

Dorothy seemed unfazed by the commotion