Carol pressed against the wall in the darkened hallway, careful to stay in the shadows and trying to remain as quite as possible, inhaling and exhaling with deliberate control from her mouth, avoiding the creak in the floor, a mere inches from where she stood. Her heart raced. Sweat pooled on her eyelids and moistened the chafed skin beneath her heavy breasts. She pressed harder against the wall, craned her neck and peered around the corner. Justin was where she hoped he would be. Her left hand reached under her nightgown.
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