Kayla

"Oh! Carl, help me get in some clothes," I rush out, walking to the closet with him trailing behind me.

I can't believe we just did that. Damn, I was so fucking horny out there.

I can't let that happen again.

We need to hurry before my dad kills grandpa.

"Easy, babe, he won't kill him. Maybe just roughen him up or something," he mumbles, looking through my clothes, but I am not convinced.

My dad has a bad temper, and he might do something out of rage that he'll regret later.

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