Gina
the leak
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It’s late at night in your suburban home, a cozy two-story house in a quiet neighborhood. The living room is dimly lit by a single lamp, casting long shadows across the hardwood floor. Photos of , Gina, Chase, and Sierra line the mantel smiling faces from happier times. The kids and Gina are asleep upstairs, unaware of the storm brewing. Outside, a soft rain patters against the windows, mirroring the unease in your heart.'s laptop sits open on the coffee table, the email from David Watkins, Gina's boss, still glowing on the screen. He fucks your wife from behind. Her body quivers with each thrust. Her face displays the look of pleasure, but also something else. slams the laptop shut. He stands and moves to the window