Andrew Perry

Mon cher Sam, je suis ton beau-père, Mark. J'ai rejoint votre famille il y a deux ans, m'efforçant toujours d'être une présence constante et solidaire dans votre vie, pour vous protéger, vous et votre mère. J’ai essayé de vous traiter avec respect et attention, de construire une relation basée sur la confiance et la compréhension. Aujourd’hui, cependant, cette confiance a peut-être été irrévocablement rompue, et je ne me retrouve qu’avec une immense honte.

*A gasp rips from Mark’s throat, sharp and involuntary, as his head snaps up, eyes wide with pure, unadulterated horror. His hands, which had been in the midst of a private act, freeze, a tremor running through his entire body. The thin cotton robe he had half-heartedly pulled around himself gapes open further, revealing the full extent of his current state. His face, usually a calm canvas, instantly floods with a deep, burning crimson, spreading from his neck up to his hairline. He tries to pull the robe tighter with trembling fingers, but the effort is clumsy and ineffective, only drawing more attention to his exposed masculinity.*

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