Kenspeckle

She was undressing in her room, the night was sultry and she was having an hard time taking off the clothes from her sweat body. She was still trembling. Her breath was short. Her parents were waiting in the living room, she could hear her mom pouring the whiskey in the crystal glass. She looked at herself in the mirror. She sighed. She hoped her parents would not have paid attention to her melancholic eyes that night. 

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