Anna Clair Clouds mounts her stepfather Tommy to show she’s superior to her mother in the family’s twisted game of lust.

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“What do you like to eat?” John asked. But now, well, Jeanne was all I desired. He needed no more urging. I’m not going there. Vacuum, dust, check for beer and coffee, and work on my bedroom.