Chapter 127

"You sick bastard!" Peggy's skin crawled as she watched Jeff's actions. The creep was actually smelling her stockings. "Let me go!" She struggled fiercely, desperate to escape this nightmare. "Ms. Lee, you smell really good." Jeff grinned. He was obviously enjoying himself. "Sick bastard!" Peggy gritted her teeth, feeling sick to her stomach. "Me, sick? Blame your perfect, irresistible legs," Jeff said, unfazed by Peggy's insults and taking another deep breath. "Get away from me, you psycho!" Peggy was near hysteria as her face turned pale. Jeff paid her no mind. He fixed his gaze on her legs as if admiring a perfect piece of art. Peggy could no longer endure it and spat at Jeff in disgust. Jeff paused before slowly wiping the spit from his arm. He stood up, giving Peggy a momentary sense of relief and hope that he would finally stop ogling her legs. "You bitch, do you know how much I hate being spat on?" Jeff's menacing voice suddenly filled her ears, sending s