Whispered moans, whimpering cries and muted curses of encouragement growing louder and louder, narrowing his eyes and distorting his face, as if this ...hysical gesture would help to calm the situation, a sudden movement on the bed and a throaty gurgling noise stopping him in his tracks like a burglar caught in the act. Eyes wide open in panic, his heart beat increasing by the second, his mouth dry, his stomach churning, waiting nervously, watching his every move, swallowing a lump in his throat. "She was my best friend's mother and I came across her tanning, stomach down with the her two piece top straps undone. Their yard was surrounded by a seven foot tall wooden fence. I always came around the back and knocked on Joe's bedroom window. "No need to be so shy, Jack. I used to change your diapers."And she had, being my mom's best friend since moving to our little cul-de-sac heaven, three split-level ranch homes, the architectural embodiment of the sixties. Her house was the western. "This is going to sound..." I began, stalled, gulped, and proceeded. "This is going to sound like total horseshit, but before you get up and walk away, I'm going to prove to you that neither you nor I are crazy.The word stung her. I could see in her eyes that she wanted immediately to rebuke my choice of words, but her own need to find something she could grasp after two weeks of indistinct nightmares paused her."Do you remember when I fell ill, and I was hallucinating?" Yes? I remember.". I was tired after driving and just wanted to reach the bathroom and get a warm relaxing shower.As I climbed upstairs, I was greeted with some muffled moans coming from the guest room, where Jimena was staying.Victor was also at his office at this time; so I guessed that my little niece had obviously taken advantage of the fact that she had the place to herself and she had taken for sure one of the young guys of the neighborhood there.I checked out her door, since I was curious; but it was.
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