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“Damn! Damn!”
Janet ran her fingers through her long blonde hair in frustration, leaning heavily against the sink counter and staring out the kitchen window. It was getting late. Long shadows criss-crossed the broad backyard while a cool evening breeze rustled the leaves of surrounding eucalyptus trees. Her daughter Melanie wasn’t home yet. She was late, something that had been happening regularly during the last few months. It was a man. They were fucking together. She closed her eyes and pictured her teenaged daughter stretched out on the grass, her long legs high in the air and spread apart while some unknown man split her hot little cunt in two with his prick.
“NO!”
That was a terrible image! Why in the name of God had she conjured up such a filthy thing? Covering her face with both hands, the attractive blonde turned from the window and moaned softly, rocking back and forth. She had to stop this, stop imagining such awful things. Every time she looked at her daughter lately, however, Janet couldn’t help but wonder if the girl had been to bed with a man yet. And what would she do if Melanie were to admit to something terrible like that? Would she throw her out as she had threatened? Would she abandon her own flesh and blood the way her mother had when she was seventeen and came home pregnant?
“Damn!”
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