It was supposed to be a quiet evening. Linda would be upstairs studying, Jack in the kitchen with his friends for his poker night. But when Linda goes downstairs to complain about the noise, she overhears Jack’s friends talking about the woman she has become. She also hears Jack protest.
‘No, really, I can’t,’ Jack said. I’ve raised her. I’m proud of everything she’s become. I think she’s a beautiful woman, but who wouldn’t say that? Sexy? No, I can’t say that. I don’t look at her that way.’
These very words kindle a desire in Linda for Jack. A forbidden desire for his taboo touch that lay hidden inside her for so long. And when he finds her, looking at a picture of him, she has just the provocation she needs to turn this desire into a reality.