... I waited in the attic for at least half an hour after Bob left. Cindy lay quietly on her back, her eyes closed, Bobs sperm still leaking from her battered hole. When I saw her get up and heard the shower running I quickly left my hiding place, the house and went to a hotel for the night. I spent a restless night in the hotel, wondering whether Bob had gone back to our house for another crack at my wife. My mind was full of things I thought I should do, but none that I wanted to do. The next day, while Cindy was at work I went back to the house and checked through her drawers again ...
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