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With every passing experience the guilt seems to fade.

I guess I've grown more selfish over these past few months.

No longer was I thinking about the people I would hurt with my actions.

If my mother found out she would be crushed.

And yet...

My stepdad and I fuck on a weekly basis.

With little regard to the repercussions.

I constantly chase that initial adrenaline rush.

The way it felt when he first grabbed me.

The way his smell lingers on my clothes.

Back in the beginning, when touching him was completely new.

He's a real man and knows how to treat his princess.

I accept what our relationship has become.

There is no future and it's purely sex without limits.

Our roles in life have completely changed.

But we're the only ones that can see it.

As long as we're living under the same roof, I'm not sure there can be an

end to this.

Just an endless cycle of releasing built-up sexual tension.

Hiding in the shadows.

and pretending we are one happy thing.

Thank you.

um um

Hmm.