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Disbelieving his eyes, Mason watched as his own father left the kitchen to "make an important call" after which they would "continue." He could still feel the kiss and the touch of the stubble on his face, hoping it was all just some nightmare.

However, he was more and more convinced that it was real with every second being in this unfamiliar kitchen, leaning against the table so as not to fall. Barely moving his head, he felt unfamiliar before the touch of long hair on his shoulders and face. His nails ached from the fact that he miscalculated their length, he pressed his fingers into the cabinet door. A strange weight on his chest was tightly pressed against an equally unusual tight dress, as if his whole body was wrapped in some kind of dense stretch film. His heart was beating faster than usual, and while biting his lip, he tasted lipstick for the first time in his life.

He had no idea where he was, but assumed that it must be somewhere in Europe. It was there that his father went on his next business trip with whom he spent so little time.

It all happened very quickly. A few minutes ago, he was in his room at home and looked out the window thinking that he was spending little time with his father. Noticing the shooting star, he narrowed his eyes and said that he wanted his father to love him and want to be with him more time.

Closing his eyes, he sincerely hoped for the fulfillment of his desire, when suddenly he felt that he was holding someone's hand. Opening his eyes, he saw that he was next to his father in this kitchen and he was holding his hand.

A spontaneous and unexpected smile appeared on his face as he looked at him. He also smiled, and then, as it seemed to Mason, decided to hug him. But instead, he felt other lips touch his lips and his tongue was trying to get into his mouth. Trying to resist, he nevertheless could not do anything and after a few seconds he was already staring at his father, who took out his cell phone and left with the words "I'm sorry honey, I need to make an important call, and then we will continue" and stroked Scott gently on his shoulder. 


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