"…" I stare at the wall while sitting on the sofa, waiting for the two of them to "finish" whatever it is they're doing. I don't even know how many hours it's been. It's hard to shake that disturbing image from my mind.
'Maybe it's a racial thing…' I'm so uncomfortable having seen that. I think the reason is loyalty, since I've never felt anything but a "pure" love for my mother. Seeing her in a state of "sexual vulnerability" is like seeing something I shouldn't.
"Pandora, we're done." I hear my mother's voice, so I get up from the sofa to see them. My mother looks completely normal, but my gaze immediately drops to her groin, as if I'm searching for that monstrous thing hidden there.
'It was obviously magic…' I stare at Evangeline beside her. Evangeline's legs are trembling so badly that my mother is the one keeping her upright. Evangeline's belly is practically that of a pregnant woman, and she reeks of lust.
