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I bolt up, pushing Axel off of my breasts, where his head always seems to end up. He groans and opens his eyes, to see my dad fuming under my doorway.

"Fuck." he whispers to himself, closing his eyes. Dad storms towards us and pulls the covers from above us, revealing me in Axel's shirt and Axel in his boxers.

He doesn't speak a word, but he doesn't have to; his face says it all.

He is disgusted with me.

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Tressa Wainright
I thought she locked her bedroom Door. Damn she is in trouble!
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