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He had never told her what he and Alexis spoke of that snowy morning, never told her the real reason why he had helped her break free of Galvin. If he did, how would she react? Would she become disheartened, accusing him of toying with her for his own selfish desires because he couldn’t let go of the past? Or would she go with it, try to take up the role of his long-departed wife, forsaking her identity, her future, and her relationship with Alexis just to receive his affection? Neither was an outcome he wanted.

“She figured it out on her own. Or rather, she simply didn’t believe Cyrilo’s story. She’s keeping quiet because she doesn’t want me and Cyrilo to get in trouble. It’s not fair to her, to have to bear this sin with us. Honestly, I’m no different. I’m grateful to Cyrilo for everything she’s done for Alexis and me, and without her, our literature program has no future. Our dream is to change the world by granting everyone the gift of knowledge, but is noble sentiment enough to make up for what we did? Is it wrong for me to protect her? To protect myself? To escape punishment under the excuse that we’re trying to make a better world?”

Once she was settled and sure her dad wasn’t stirring, she could finally appreciate her prize. Just a few inches below her was her father’s penis. Easing herself down a bit more she buried her nose right above the base of it and into the thicket of his pubes. She inhaled deeply and shuddered. It was just as good as she remembered. She pressed down further burying her mouth as well into the scratchy patch of hair and continued to sniff. Sarah moved her nose all around the patch of hair, wanting to enjoy every part of it before moving on.