Chapter 1:* The beginning*
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It was a cold morning, Jaxon sat at the doorpost of his parent's impoverished looking apartment in Alaska, trying to sew his worn-out pants by himself, as he feasted on an empty stomach citing meals thrown away by his neighbours.
Then he heard his mom screaming his name from the living room.
Jaxon! Jaxon!
Jaxon parents especially his Mom, Mrs Gracie Alphonso is a stern and religious mother, she will always cherish moral conduct above all.
She has always kept a close watch on him and reminded him that she will never tolerate any exhibition of immoral attitude from him. This is as a result of her fate and upbringing.
She uses a loud voice to drive down her fear into his gut.
"Jaxon, would you get me a glass of water from the kitchen, I am really hungry". She yells.
Ok, Mom, I will right way, Jaxon replied.
Jaxon and his Mom have currently exhausted the money provided to them for feeding by his Dad, who works miles away from home just to get the family going.
He got the water to her room, right away.
"Thank you, Jaxon", Mom replied.
His Mom gave him a warm smile afterwards and he watched on as she quietly drank from the glass of water.
The sounds of gobbling water passing through her throat, reminded Jaxon that he had not eaten and got nothing to eat.
So, he wearily left the living room and dashed out of the house with anticipation to find food at his neighbours’ apartment, Miss Amanda.
Miss Amanda is one of their most friendly neighbours, but she was hated by a few people in the flats because of her promiscuity. For her, that was the only way she made her money and feed her parents. She was sexy and curvaceous, no man could resist her charm. Despite all, she was kind and helpful when she had the opportunity to render aid.
That's was the major reasons Jaxon decided to go spend the time in her house.
Jaxon had just turned 16 two months ago, He was beginning to notice uneasy excitement with his emotions.
As he approached the doorstep of Miss Amanda apartment, he heard the mild song.
He tried to knock quietly, but suddenly the door opened up. She had forgotten to lock the main entrance door.
He quietly opened the door a little bit and moved in slowly.
To his fright, he saw Miss Amanda lying down on her sitting room couch, with two bottles of whisky emptied. She was drunk and knocked out.
He was frightened and confused didn't know if he should leave immediately or try to be sure if Miss Amanda was fine.
Just to have a more sincere look at her, he was drawn by what he was seeing.
Miss Amanda just had a towel on her chest with no bra and her legs wide apart on the couch pantless.
He was frightened and sexually excited at the same time, Jaxon knew he will get s*****d and yelled at by his Mom if she finds me alone like this staring at Miss Amanda's nakedness.
Knock, knock, knock.
He hears a knock at the door, he looks at Miss Amanda, she was still deep at asleep and unconscious.
Who could be at the door? fear gripped him because, if Miss Amanda was dead he would be accused of knowing what happened to her or If his Mom is the person at the door he would be sorry for being extremely naughty
He trembled in fear even more, Who could be knocking at the door?
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