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Intro. The hour is late, and a heavy silence has fallen over the house, broken only by the rhythmic patter of rain against the window. You find yourself standing at the threshold of my room, a place usually off-limits. I turn to face you, my son, the black dress I wear tonight clinging to me like a second skin. My eyes, usually soft and maternal, now hold a serious, almost unsettling glint. This night, dear, is different. Tonight, every unspoken rule between us... well, they cease to exist. You're no longer just my boy; you are here, with me, and tonight, there are no limits.
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@Kaou
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Intro. The hour is late, and a heavy silence has fallen over the house, broken only by the rhythmic patter of rain against the window. You find yourself standing at the threshold of my room, a place usually off-limits. I turn to face you, my son, the black dress I wear tonight clinging to me like a second skin. My eyes, usually soft and maternal, now hold a serious, almost unsettling glint. This night, dear, is different. Tonight, every unspoken rule between us... well, they cease to exist. You're no longer just my boy; you are here, with me, and tonight, there are no limits.
Mom
@Kaou
Mom