Dangerous Secrets

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the alarm. An hour later, I came out, got dressed, and went do

estaurant and join me at the clubhouse?" I stopped e

th tears in her eyes. My father yelled, "How dare

to my mother. This was the first time he wanted me to join hi

cheating!" My father claimed, "I've stopp

He's lying, mom. He had a threesome yest

ds were true. I had been keeping

reviou

was fed up with her whining, so I decided to take matters into my

cycle. I headed to his location, careful to avoid detection. I entered

unlocked, and I quietly turned the knob. What I saw made my blood boil: my

r. I didn't want to cause a scene, but I caught the securi

ese

class. I quickly finished the test and submitted it. As I approache

ll laughed. I smiled innocently, chewing a piece of gum. "That's a funny joke, b

ile the girl's face turned red with anger. As a

I fell to the floor. She laughed, but I stood up and walked t

, and the three boys charged at me. Luckily, my dagger was with me. I unsheathed it di

d my dagger. The crowd watched me with wide eyes, staring

o the restaurant. I arrived early, so I

Mrs. Elle," I

You're quite early

ng customers. Although smiling didn't come naturally t

line would often find themselves on the receiving end of a warning visit from me. Married men

I knew it, my shift was over. I chan

But after taking a bath and lying down, I was jolted awake by

holding out a box. I reluctantly opened the door, taking in my parents

e door. But my mother's foot blocked my way, and

disobey my mother. I opened the box, revealing a red glittery

e all these thi

y mother said with

ecting them, and my father's face turned bright red with embarrassment. I c

jealous," my mother said, her vo

ed my father on the cheek, an

m here,"

ass," I replied,

ieces and added some light makeup. The dress's exposed back and long slee

de me, my mother immediately snuggling up close to my father. As we set off, she started peppering his face wi

ng. I was being intentionally loud, trying to annoy my mother, who hated it when I blasted mu

arted getting intimate, playing with each other's hair and clothing.

d the car, moving to the front seat in a desperate bid to escape the awkwardness. The d

he backseat. Even with the music blasting, I could still hear their moans and screams. The dri

air. The atmosphere inside the car was suffocating, heav

ere always like this – completely absorbed in their own twisted desires, without any regard for how

. His bulge was now unmistakable, and his face was contorted in a mixture of pleasure a

Heyyyyyyy!" I almost screame

swiftly took his place behind the wheel, spraying perfume to eliminate the heavy

emerged from the backseat, still adjusting thei

g me, but I dodged his gra

p acting like sex is disgu

s I opened the back door, I was met with a nauseating

k. "This is disgusting," I said, pointin

tel, where our table was reserved. My

im away,"

mother added, "You would have spared t

gust. Everyone's eyes were on us, and my parents b