Hastily she grabs the box. He will return in an hour; she can't be interrupted, he can't know.

She sits on the yellow tiled floor and dives into the box with the colorful wrappers. Her mouth waters as she rips into Eden; both hands crammed with sweet desire, mouth consumed with sugary delight.

Fist full by fist full she inhales the forbidden treats; she can't get the wrappers off fast enough. Her stomach does a familiar somersault.

She leans over the toilet, sticking her fingers in her mouth. She slides against the tub with feelings of fulfillment and shame.

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