4 YEARS AGO
Carls perspective:
I cry for hours because the women has yet to nurse me.
I hear her in the other room making guttural noises, much like how I am now.
She emerges from the bedroom with a sheet rapped around her body. That man must be here again...she only wears the sheets when he's here.
My mothers face and shoulder glisten with sweat, she's glowing, I almost stop crying, until I see her facial expression. She's agitated.
I wail.
only in the night...
Jazmines perspective:
I pull away from Johnald and the euphoria, because over my wails of pleasure... I hear Carl.
I pull the sheet from Johnald, exposing him in his purple ninja turtle panties, and I wrap myself up as I storm down the hall to carl's room. I look down in aggravation as his starts a louder round of wailing.
He must be hungry.
I give him a bottle of formula and close the door, glad to hear silence.
As I travel back to my room, I here the pant of Johnald's gustful, almost violently ragged breathing.
"I'm tired Johnald."
He just looks at me, then leaves.
Oh Carl, what am I going to do?
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Only in the Night
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