Odalisque Paradise
Charles went home, if he could get his dud leg fixed he might be able to go in and rescue the girl later. If not, the girl’s fate was still unsealed, because none of the dead had been female. Surely she at least was safe. Charles comforted himself as he opened the front door to his house.
He was late for dinner, and his mother and aunt would not forget it, but he couldn’t very well go to dinner with the juices of his first sexual encounter drying on his skin. Charles tried to tiptoe up the stairs. He winced with each step as spurts of pain jolted him.
At the top of the stairs, Charles heard something he had never heard before in all the years he had lived in that house. Charles moved toward the door that led to his mother’s room. It was cracked partially, and he could hear the sounds of heavy breathing and moans that came from lovemaking. He recognized him now, and realized that he may have heard them before but just never realized what they were.
Curiously, but not wishing to intrude Charles glanced into the room. His mother lay on the bed her legs spread wide, and her arms holding up her heavy frame. Between her legs, was Charles’ aunt, and her mouth was moving over the thick pink flesh from which Charles had emerged as a baby. Charles gasped, and the sound drew his mother’s attention.
He was late for dinner, and his mother and aunt would not forget it, but he couldn’t very well go to dinner with the juices of his first sexual encounter drying on his skin. Charles tried to tiptoe up the stairs. He winced with each step as spurts of pain jolted him.
At the top of the stairs, Charles heard something he had never heard before in all the years he had lived in that house. Charles moved toward the door that led to his mother’s room. It was cracked partially, and he could hear the sounds of heavy breathing and moans that came from lovemaking. He recognized him now, and realized that he may have heard them before but just never realized what they were.
Curiously, but not wishing to intrude Charles glanced into the room. His mother lay on the bed her legs spread wide, and her arms holding up her heavy frame. Between her legs, was Charles’ aunt, and her mouth was moving over the thick pink flesh from which Charles had emerged as a baby. Charles gasped, and the sound drew his mother’s attention.
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