Chapter 34 Repaying Mother's Care: Holding and Fucking Her on the Rooftop

On Wednesday morning, I was abruptly woken from my dream by my alarm clock; the sky was still a leaden gray.

At six o’clock sharp, with my hair all messy and clutching the quilt that had been tainted by my passion last night, I hurried to the laundry room next to the hot water room.

The washing machine roared and swallowed the blankets. I stood there, watching it tumble and churn in the transparent window, as if washing away the lingering sins on my body.

The air was filled with the mixed scent of laundry detergent and damp moisture, carrying…