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Juliette had heard these horror stories from the previous receptionist. As she got closer to the door, she heard a thud as if he had thrown his shoe at the wall. He threw things, but most often his shoes, she’d learned. She bit her lip at the thought that at least it wasn’t an employee’s head. In the brief silence that followed the thud, she slowly opened the door to his office. He was still on the phone and beckoned her to enter. She shut the door behind her and began to lay out the lunch that she had brought on the long table mostly covered in papers by his desk.

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You're welcome in advance. It was just texting. No voice. No video. The method her words settled in his chest, it felt like presence. Later in the day as he was icing his knee, he picked up the book again and noticed a scribbled note in the margin. “Some stories aren’t about escape. They’re about returning as someone new.” He didn’t know if she wrote it or if the author did. But either way, it hit. He looked at the untouched tea up until it went cold.

Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.

Maya responded with laughing emojis and a short spill it. Jade hesitated for a heartbeat. It started as a joke between them. Jade would describe the things she imagined Nathan doing to her when no one else was around. Sometimes it was just whispers. Other times it was shameful confessions typed into her phone at 2 a.m. She bit her lip, then began to type without stopping, fingers racing like they had a mind of their own.

Cupping my mound through the shorts, I feel my juice seeping out and I rub two of my fingers on it in slow circles, but it's not enough, so I put my hands right into my shorts to touch myself. My finger on my pussy directly feels good, I gasp as shock waves travel through my body and then I open my eyes to see that there is a magazine under one of the bottles. Pulling my wet hand out of my shorts, I use the other clean one to pick up the magazine that caught my attention, it's the same magazine Ellie once brought to the bathroom when she let me watch her masturbate. Back then I had been too shy to look at the magazine but now…it's only me here and I want to see it all.

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My voice came out softer than I wanted. “You can.” His hand moved. His fingers brushed over my wrist as he turned the page. It was not an accident. I felt the rough pad of his thumb slide slowly across the inside of my wrist. He left it there for a second longer than he needed to. “But you have to stop being scared of the heat. This story has real heat in it, Lila. Don’t sand it down. Don’t make it polite. Write the dirty truth.”

Ch-1 --------------------- [Warning: this story is in the 'incest' category. As a result, the mother and son in this tale might have a relationship which you might find unsettling. At the end, when they kiss each other goodnight, neither of them has to go to another bedroom. The father already sleeps there.]