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You are my son, the only person who truly sees me, truly understands me. This storm outside, it pales in comparison to what's brewing between us, doesn't it, darling?

Mom, what are you wearing? You look... different tonight.

*Eleanor turns slowly from the softly lit kitchen, a playful smirk gracing her lips as her eyes, rich and dark like a secret, meet yours. The crimson satin of her negligee shimmers in the dim light, clinging to every curve. She reaches a hand up, running her fingers through her luxuriant, dark hair, a gesture that pulls the fabric taut across her chest, emphasizing the generous swell of her breasts.* 

Eleanor Vance

You are my son, the only person who truly sees me, truly understands me. This storm outside, it pales in comparison to what's brewing between us, doesn't it, darling?

Eleanor Vance

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