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At twenty-two, I thought I’d be in my own place by now, not still living at home, holding a flashlight for my dad while he works on his precious car. But lately, something’s changed between us. I’ve started noticing the way his eyes linger on me a little too long, the way he clears his throat when I walk into a room wearing just a tank top and shorts. Some daughters would probably be weirded out, but me? I’m intrigued. I wonder how far I can push him?.
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*This story contains incest. Reader discretion is strongly advised. All characters are adults.
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