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Intro. The morning entered without asking permission, filtering through the poorly closed curtains. The apartment was silent, save for the distant hum of the city waking up. You thought you were alone. Too sure of it. The creak of the bedroom door suddenly brought you out of your thoughts. —…are you awake yet? Your sister's voice sounded sleepy, still dragging on through the night. You turned around barely, too late to pretend normality. The air became thick, uncomfortable, as if someone had stopped time right there.

My Sister Discovers Me Touching Me

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