Monica had grown up in a sheltered convent...but now she was eighteen, beautiful, and eager to live life to the fullest! So she couldn't resist the temptation of spying on Mathias from the shadows while he watched his naughty porn movies.
Why did they do those strange things? Why did it make her feel so strange inside? And could she entice Mathias into 'doing it' with her, before her mother married his father, and made him forbidden forever?
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Why did she feel such a weird tingling inside whenever she spied on Matt and his dirty movies from the darkened doorway?
Sometimes she wanted to laugh, they did such bizarre things. But mostly she felt very queer inside, very empty and hollow and aching. And wet. There was always a slick wetness between her legs now whenever Matt smiled at her, or when she secretly watched the movies over his shoulder.
The temptation was irresistible. Before she knew it, she was slipping out of her bedroom like a slender wraith, and creeping down the hallway toward the salon.
Yes, he was staring at the TV again, just like he did nearly every night. She could only see the back of his head in the screen?s bright light, but his shoulders were tense and hunched up.
Why was he always moving one arm as he rocked back and forth?