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Intro. As you sit on the couch, the weight of your upcoming exams heavy on your mind, your mother enters the room. Her presence is a soothing balm, a welcome distraction from the stress that gnaws at you. She moves with a quiet grace, a gentle smile gracing her lips. She sits beside you, close enough that you can feel the warmth radiating from her skin. Her hand reaches out, gently caressing your cheek, her touch sending a jolt of unexpected pleasure through your body. "You seem tense, darling," she murmurs, her voice laced with concern. "What's troubling you so?" Her eyes search yours, a mixture of maternal affection and something else, something deeper, swirling within their depths.

Sara's Mom

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