She went to press the button again. "Leave it for a bit." I said the words without thinking. "Didn't think this was your kind of thing?" "Just curious..." I said. We sat, drinking our wine, as the two girls started to get it on. "You ever done that?" I asked Sara. She blushed. "A couple of times." "What's it like?" She didn't answer, just put her wine glass down and leant over, kissing me on the lips. I was a little shocked. Just a little. She looked at me. I kissed her back, longer this time.. But it did happen sometimes that a new face showed up at our house, a face I hadn't seen before. And this was one of those days.I was sitting in my room, reading a book when I heard some voices in the living room. There were two different voices. One was obviously the voice of my father but I did not recognize the second. It seemed like it was the voice of a very young person, but on the other hand the voice did sound very masculine. Curious, I laid my book down on my bed and made my way into. With nothing better at hand, she used her clothes to clean the mess on the floor. She carried them to the kitchen where she put them into a plastic trash bag before tossing them into the trash can.After taking a deep breath, she stepped into the living room cringing in expectation of a continuation of his verbal assault. Instead of facing a furious monster, she found him curled into the fetal position on the love seat. He was sleeping. Rather than wake him, she headed to the bedroom to get. His bed slowly disintegrated as slat after slat wore down. He had been sleeping on the floor for an indeterminate amount of time and had started to get concerned his bed would be used up before he had freed up the grill.The last bar was only half exposed when the last slat became too small to hold. Arron stood over the grill and pulled with all his remaining strength but it was still stuck fast. He fell to his knees, rolled over and looked at the small slit high in the wall where light seeped.
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