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CHAPTER 5- ONCE IS NEVER ENOUGH

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I tried so hard to resist. All morning I kept busy — swimming, chopping wood, helping Mom — but my body remembered everything. The way Jordan felt. The way he sounded when I was buried inside him. By the time our parents took the canoe out on the lake, I was aching.

Jordan found me near the boathouse.

He didn’t ask. He grabbed my hand and pulled me inside, closing the door behind us. The wooden structure was dim and warm, smelling of lake water and old rope. We could still hear the faint sound
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