Angela's dilemma
Episode 1
My name is Angela. I lost my parents when I was young. My mom's younger sister, my aunt, took me in. She was very kind and cared for me like her own daughter.
My aunt was a police officer, and she always made sure I was okay. I saw her as my mom and loved her for it.
When I was 16, my aunt got married. But after two years, she still couldn't have children. Then, she started changing. She would shout at me for every small mistake.
I didn't understand why until one day when I came home from school. I opened the living room door and saw my aunt and uncle watching a romantic movie together. I greeted them politely and passed by, but I noticed my uncle staring at my backside.
Later that evening, my aunt came to me privately and scolded me, warning me to stay away from her husband.
It was a Saturday morning, and I was cleaning the house and washing clothes. While mopping my aunt and uncle's room, my uncle accidentally stumbled on me with a towel tied around his waist. Feeling uncomfortable and sorry for the incident, I immediately apologized and tried to walk out.
But my uncle said, "It's fine, continue what you're doing." I struggled not to look at his body.
While cleaning, I saw him drop the towel. I felt strange, my heart racing.
"Don't be shy, look," my uncle said, noticing my discomfort.
I refused to answer or look and quickly covered my eyes and walked out of the room.
I was scared to tell my aunt, fearing it would break her marriage or get me in trouble.
"What if she doesn't believe me?" I thought.
Then, something strange happened. My aunt started acting weird, saying I should go live with her lesbian friend so I wouldn't tempt her husband.
TO BE CONTINUED
Episode 1
My name is Angela. I lost my parents when I was young. My mom's younger sister, my aunt, took me in. She was very kind and cared for me like her own daughter.
My aunt was a police officer, and she always made sure I was okay. I saw her as my mom and loved her for it.
When I was 16, my aunt got married. But after two years, she still couldn't have children. Then, she started changing. She would shout at me for every small mistake.
I didn't understand why until one day when I came home from school. I opened the living room door and saw my aunt and uncle watching a romantic movie together. I greeted them politely and passed by, but I noticed my uncle staring at my backside.
Later that evening, my aunt came to me privately and scolded me, warning me to stay away from her husband.
It was a Saturday morning, and I was cleaning the house and washing clothes. While mopping my aunt and uncle's room, my uncle accidentally stumbled on me with a towel tied around his waist. Feeling uncomfortable and sorry for the incident, I immediately apologized and tried to walk out.
But my uncle said, "It's fine, continue what you're doing." I struggled not to look at his body.
While cleaning, I saw him drop the towel. I felt strange, my heart racing.
"Don't be shy, look," my uncle said, noticing my discomfort.
I refused to answer or look and quickly covered my eyes and walked out of the room.
I was scared to tell my aunt, fearing it would break her marriage or get me in trouble.
"What if she doesn't believe me?" I thought.
Then, something strange happened. My aunt started acting weird, saying I should go live with her lesbian friend so I wouldn't tempt her husband.
TO BE CONTINUED
Angela's dilemma
Episode 1
My name is Angela. I lost my parents when I was young. My mom's younger sister, my aunt, took me in. She was very kind and cared for me like her own daughter.
My aunt was a police officer, and she always made sure I was okay. I saw her as my mom and loved her for it.
When I was 16, my aunt got married. But after two years, she still couldn't have children. Then, she started changing. She would shout at me for every small mistake.
I didn't understand why until one day when I came home from school. I opened the living room door and saw my aunt and uncle watching a romantic movie together. I greeted them politely and passed by, but I noticed my uncle staring at my backside.
Later that evening, my aunt came to me privately and scolded me, warning me to stay away from her husband.
It was a Saturday morning, and I was cleaning the house and washing clothes. While mopping my aunt and uncle's room, my uncle accidentally stumbled on me with a towel tied around his waist. Feeling uncomfortable and sorry for the incident, I immediately apologized and tried to walk out.
But my uncle said, "It's fine, continue what you're doing." I struggled not to look at his body.
While cleaning, I saw him drop the towel. I felt strange, my heart racing.
"Don't be shy, look," my uncle said, noticing my discomfort.
I refused to answer or look and quickly covered my eyes and walked out of the room.
I was scared to tell my aunt, fearing it would break her marriage or get me in trouble.
"What if she doesn't believe me?" I thought.
Then, something strange happened. My aunt started acting weird, saying I should go live with her lesbian friend so I wouldn't tempt her husband.
TO BE CONTINUED
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