Without a word, Mam walked over to the side of my bed, and I watched in horror as she bent down and retrieved the condom box. Fuck. My. Life. “Opened,” Mam growled as she stalked back to where I was slumped and tossed the box on my lap. “Now, where is the girl to go with the johnnies, Johnny?” I hung my head, knowing that I was thoroughly fucked. “Uh…” “I’m here, Mrs. Kavanagh,” Shannon croaked out, peeking out from between my legs. “Sorry?” “Shannon.” Mam blew out a ragged breath. “Come on out from under the bed, please.” “I kind of can’t, Mrs. Kavanagh,” Shannon squeezed out. “Why not?”
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