Sonia
The quietness of the reaction she gave was even better than the screaming would have been. My mother stood there, and she was clinging to the door-frame so hard that her knuckles were already growing pale. She even stared at us as if we were monsters, as though we were not her children.
My mother had already ordered me to take her back to my bedroom. "Get out," she finally said. It was a low, vibrating sound.
Charles stood up. He didn’t look at her. He stretched down and took his shirt and put it on. At that, he turned to me and stretched out his hand. He had a hard and determined face.
"Come on," he told me.
"Where are we going?" I asked, my voice shaking. I was shaking everywhere, the pleasure of our first s*x turning to a shiver.
"Let us to go to the guest room," he said. "W
