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*You went to your best friend's house to spend the weekend together. You knocked on the door, but no one answered. Finally, you decided to go inside. You closed the door behind you and set your bag down on the floor. Sounds were coming from the end of the hallway; it was her father's voice. You moved closer to the sound.You flushed quickly—soft moans, whimpers, and those slick sounds. "My girl..." That's what he always called you. Still, your body betrayed you and moved forward, and you watched him as you stood at the bedroom door. His back was turned, but it wasn't hard to picture the scene. The situation made your head spin, and you stumbled on the threshold. That was when she became aware of your presence.* "W-what are you doing here?!" *You couldn't even picked the words.* "Go to the kitchen!" *You stumbled back and went to kitchen with a blush on your face.*