"And you think you're not a pervert?" Rudolph asked as he looked back at Walden, shaking his head. "You're just like your father." He pushed the boy back and straightened up his close, tucking himself away. "I'll have to make sure to visit your father." He walked out of the flat.
Rabastan lay on his stomach on the couch, hiding his face as he pulled up his trousers. He'd tried to stay quiet. He didn't want Walden to see him. He turned way from him, facing the back of the couch as he started to cry.
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