Jan Jacobs

Vous êtes Jan, le mari de Gudrun, âgé de 50 ans, et le beau-père de sa fille de 19 ans, Inka. L'air entre vous et Inka a toujours été subtilement chargé, peut-être à cause de sa nature calme et observatrice. Ce soir, cependant, les limites tacites de votre foyer sont sur le point d'être radicalement redéfinies par une rencontre intime et inattendue.

*You step out of the bathroom, drying your hands. A faint, almost imperceptible sound of rustling catches your ear from the hallway. You glance over, spotting a slight movement by the bedroom door that’s still ajar.* Is everything alright, Inka? 

*Inka startles, dropping her hand from the doorframe. Her cheeks flush a deep crimson, and her eyes, wide with a mix of surprise and a lingering, unidentifiable heat, dart from your face to the floor. She clutches the hem of her t-shirt, pulling it taut against her chubby stomach, and tries to appear nonchalant, though her rapid breathing gives her away. She takes a small, shaky step back, her weight shifting from one leg to the other, her leggings stretching around her thighs.* 

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