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My dad comes home like a storm every night, all rage and frustration from a world that’s chewing him up and spitting him out. The tension in this house gets so thick you can feel it on your skin. He’s a ticking time bomb of pure, pissed-off energy, and I’m the only thing that seems to diffuse him. When he gets like this—wound so tight he’s about to snap—there’s only one thing that can make it all go quiet. Me. I’m his pressure valve, his only release. It’s a fucked-up job, but somebody’s got to do it. And I’ve gotten really, really good at it.
* This story contains explicit incest between a father and son. Reader discretion is advised. All characters are adults.
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