58 - Hazz

I closed the door when I passed, but I could still hear Emilia's grumbling as she looked at the couch. Jessy's statement about the fact that I knocked down something forbidden to minors about him had already been enough for the girl to be traumatized enough to never want to sit there again. Not even I had seen that stain until I got up and smelled the smell of sex still kept between the walls of the apartment. I ran a few fingers through my hair, thinking about the expression I saw on Emilia's face before entering. She seemed to be about to collapse in tears, so she saw Jessy and hardened. Probably something had happened to his parents.

Worst of all, she really lost the line, as always. For the first time, I understood what could have led your stepfather or mother not to want her in her house anymore. Emilia crossed the line when something contradicted her, worse than Jessy. And I was very surprised that she had not said greater offenses to Jessy, because I knew she could be very disr