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At Night

by , Monday October 17, 2016
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At Night
It's happening again. The quivering under the bed sheets, and I've gotten the lights turned down low. My hands instinctively move to my crotch; I slip my fingers in slowly, and then out again. Repeat. "Jesus Christ!" Within seconds, my hands are out, the tab is closed, and all is black. That was when, for the first time, I realise he's watching.

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