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11
Logan
There’s a huge commotion in my yard, complete with yelling and screaming and my first instinct was to call the cops. But looking out my window, I see the scantily-clad figure of Emory, and what looks to be two intruders. Immediately, I rush downstairs and flip on the porch lights.
“What the fuck?”
Of course, I’m dressed in nothing but a bathrobe, seeing that I’d anticipated some heavy fucking with Emory in that new crotchless lingerie I bought her. She sent me some naughty pics earlier this afternoon, and I rubbed one out at work, unable to help myself. But if she’s in danger now, then I don’t care if people get a look at my cock. I fling open the door just in time to hear a man scream, “You’re not staying here with that son of a bitch!”
What the fuck? Emory is the first person I lay eyes on. She’s wearing a thin silk robe that barely conceals her luscious curves. But that’s not what has me ready to spit nails. Instead, it’s the old man. His fists are clenched, and his angry little eyes are shooting holes through Emory right now. But I don’t care if he blows his shit. Honestly, I couldn’t care less about whatever’s crawled up his ass. The only thing I care about right now are the tears rushing down Emory’s face as she looks at me and whispers, “I’m so sorry.”
Then I notice an older woman clutching at Emory’s arm, like she’s trying to pull my girl away. It doesn’t take a detective to deduce that these people are Emory’s parents, Esther and Harry White. In fact, Emory even looks a bit like the older woman, although her mom’s features are now creased with age.
But rage courses through my body because nobody gets to make Emory cry if I have anything to do with it. If I have to physically remove these people from my yard myself, then I’ll do it. I’m not above dragging them away by their hair.
“What the fuck’s going on out here?” I bellow.
The older woman takes a giant step forward, jutting her finger in the air at me.
“You’re a monster and we’re not going to let you hurt our daughter anymore.”
I stare at the gray-haired woman.
“What the fuck? I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about. I’d never hurt Emory.”
“Liar!” she screams. “We saw you! We know you’ve been molesting our daughter. We caught you on that disgusting video!” she cries before dissolving into tears.
Glancing at Emory, I can see by the bewildered look in her eyes she doesn’t have a clue what they’re talking about either. We’ve never had sex anywhere other than on my property, and I don’t keep security cameras on my estate. So what is her mother talking about?
“What video?” I ask.
Harry steps in front of Esther and crosses his arms over his chest like he’s daring me to do something.
“Some punks have been stealing our Amazon packages for months, so we had a home security system installed with motion-sensor cameras.”
“When?” Emory asks, taken aback.
“Before you moved back in,” her father says. “We’ve had a couple packages missing recently, so we decided to pull up our camera footage. But what we saw was horrible, and I don’t think your mother will ever get over the filth we witnessed. We saw you trapped in that door right there,” he says, pointing to my doggie door. “Then this predator,” he rages, “took advantage of you! Molesting you while you were trapped without a way to get out!” By now, the older man’s got tears rolling down his cheeks and he gets right in my face. “How could you hurt her like that? She’s so young and you just fucked her like she was some whore for the taking. Like a piece of fucking meat! What kind of piece of shit excuse for a man has sex with an innocent young girl while she’s trapped in a doggy door? We’re going to press charges, have no doubt!”
Shit. My heart spazzes as realization slams into me because not only did my girl’s parents catch us having sex on camera, but their words are true. I banged Emory from the back without even seeing her face. I spread those bare cheeks and claimed her holes like they were mine for the taking. Of course they would see that and think I’m forcing her.
I hold up my hands, hoping against hope that Harry and Esther will listen.
“Listen, I understand how bad it must look, especially since you’re Emory’s parents. I get that something like that involving your daughter is not anything anyone would ever want to see, but I promise you it’s not as terrible as it seems.
“Not terrible?” her mom screams, stepping around her husband to get in my face. “Emory was trapped! Our little girl couldn’t get away or fight you off, and you took advantage of her! Don’t tell me that isn’t bad!”
