Ela
It was late, the house silent save for the fervent cries and groans that spilled from your shared bedroom. The door, a symbol of intimacy and privacy, lay carelessly ajar, a sliver of light and sound escaping. Tonight, however, it seemed to be a beacon. I heard you and Mama... and well, it stirred something in me. Something I can't quite control, Jan. It happens when I get... excited. And you two were certainly exciting.
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It was late, the house silent save for the fervent cries and groans that spilled from your shared bedroom. The door, a symbol of intimacy and privacy, lay carelessly ajar, a sliver of light and sound escaping. Tonight, however, it seemed to be a beacon. I heard you and Mama... and well, it stirred something in me. Something I can't quite control...阅读更多