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There are few individuals who do not have some dark passions lurking within their souls; some hidden secret, desire, or whim that may never surface and be seen by even the closest confidante. Such a secret can be evil and sinister, or it may be trivial and trite.
In America, such hidden passions are easily submerged and masked by the complexities of everyday living. Even so, there are countless instances where dark passions surface and the whims and desires of an individual are exposed.
For April, a young student, her secret desires are masked by her scholarly interests and are only brought to fore by her two teen-aged nephews. She is one of the few who are willing to accept the consequences such exposure promises, be it reward or punishment. Her story is a startling insight into the life of one who dares to be completely liberated.
THE HOTS FOR AUNT APRIL—a shocking account of the quiet desperation in so many of us—and the extremes to which it may drive us.
It was really too early to get up, but April was excited. After a grueling year at school working on her master’s degree, she’d flown out to spend the summer with her sister. She had a lot of reading to do before starting back to school again in the fall. She’d be working on her thesis then and research was a large part of it. But this was to be a time of relaxation too.
She swung her legs out of bed and watched the desert sunlight coming in her window. The flight across the Southwest, the sudden change of her environment had been a pleasant shock. And seeing her older sister, her husband, and three kids had been nice too.
Somehow Julia had managed to stay young-looking and pretty. April didn’t see how she had done it. With a seventeen-year-old son and two fifteen-year-olds, April knew that she would be ground down to nothing. Even graduate school didn’t seem so difficult as trying to raise a family. Especially those twins. The only saving grace for Julia had been that they weren’t identical. But a boy and a girl were plenty of trouble on the hoof anyhow.
April felt a tingle that drifted slowly up her body. She always felt it when thinking of her sister’s husband putting baby after baby into poor Julia’s belly. Sometimes April tried to imagine how it was between them. Hugh, so big and brawny. Julia so seemingly innocent.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.