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It started a few months ago, when I came home from school and heard those sounds.
You know the ones. Wet, sloppy, desperate.
I froze in the hallway, my backpack still slung over one shoulder,
listening to the unmistakable rhythm of flesh and moans coming from the living room.
My stepmom, Lisa, was on her knees, her lips wrapped around my best friend, Jake's cock.