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sample picture incest "pictureincest" story: "The house is this way." I change direction and come shooting down the hillside back into the trees, a good ten yards ahead of her now. I'm shivering from the cold and I start to slow down, feeling my ribs knit on the left side. My body isn't used to strain. As she comes up behind me, the path turns and I see the house. Picture: under a dark sky, hardly recognizable as morning, a pane of glass. Through the pane of glass: she is kneeling at a woodstove, putting in a handful of sticks. The house isn't really a house, just a small room. One large window by the door lets in the cool, gray light. There is a big, broken couch, old brown velvet with the smell of mildew and a spring showing, against the wall at the far end of the room. There is the woodstove, of course, with a small pile of wood and a few logs beside it. A chest of drawers stands just past the door, tilted on a short leg. A page ripped out of a magazine is thumbtacked to the inside of the door, showing a bottle of Absolut vodka surrounded by green leaves and purple berries. An axe-head lies on top of a pile of old newspapers next to the couch. And at the back corner of the room is a wooden ladder that leads up to a loft. I sit on one of the arms of the couch, my hands clasped, watching her fill the stove. "How are you going to light it without any matches?" I ask. She smiles. "Just a minute... continue -> incest paysites |
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