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Son's First Lesson

2 chapters

~5 min read

Brad Thompson moves into the building and notices Makeda Tefera's full, round ass. He drugs Solomon into a trance, spikes muffins for Makeda and her seven-year-old son, and watches the boy stare at his mother's bouncing hips before whispering that she needs to fuck them both.

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MEET THE CHARACTERS

Brad Thompson

A 32-year-old man with cold blue eyes that miss nothing and a salesman's smile that never quite reaches them. He moves through the world like a predator studying prey, always cataloging weaknesses, always planning three moves ahead. His hands are steady—too steady—whether he's drugging pastries or shaking a husband's hand.

Solomon Tefera

A 26-year-old Ethiopian man with a security guard's watchfulness and a young father's softness around the edges. Broad-shouldered from years of standing post, he carries himself with quiet dignity—a man who left one country to build something better in another. His hands are callused, his English careful and deliberate, his love for his family written in the way he looks at them when he thinks no one is watching.

Makeda Tefera

A 25-year-old Ethiopian woman with skin like warm honey and a body that commands attention whether she wants it or not—full hips, heavy breasts, an ass so round and proud it bounces with every step. She was a student before marriage, now a mother, still carrying the brightness of someone who dreamed of more. Her smile is quick and genuine, her curves impossible to ignore, her face still young enough to look like a girl playing dress-up in a woman's body.

Dawit Tefera

A 7-year-old boy with his mother's warm smile and his father's watchful eyes, all gangly limbs and boundless energy. He's at that age where cars are the most important things in the universe—he can name every model that passes, draw them from memory, talk about them until adults stop listening. Small for his age, with knobby knees and a gap between his front teeth that makes him look younger than he is.

EXPLORE CHAPTERS

Muffins and Trance

The four of them sit around the coffee table, crumbs on plates. Solomon's hand pauses mid-reach for his coffee; his eyes go glassy and fixed on the wall. Makeda shifts, pressing her thighs together, her nipples dark and hard under her thin bra. Dawit has stopped playing with the toy car. He's staring at his mother's breasts. Brad sets down his cup. 'Solomon,' he says, voice easy, 'what do you like best about your wife?' The man's lips move. 'Her ass.'

The Boy's Car

Brad stands alone in the living room, the bedroom sounds fading into a wet, rhythmic hush. The second man's voice cuts through the silence, low and clear: 'Brad. Bring the boy's car.' The toy car sits on the coffee table, still warm from Dawit's hands. Brad picks it up, turning it over, the plastic wheels catching the lamplight. His thumb presses into the tread as he walks toward the closed door.

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