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... led crimson, the color clashing horribly with his greying beard. He opened his mouth to protest, to defend his honor, but the words died in his throat. He looked at his son, standing tall and radiant like a celestial being, and then at his wife, writhing in pain on the couch.
"Absolutely not!" After a moment of peace, he huffed, his face reddened like a tomato at the mere thought of his own son touching his wife in such a manner. Why does this stupid woman have to say it aloud before eve ...
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