Episode 8

At dinner, the same routine as lunch unfolds. Amanda insists that the staff dine at the table with them. Carmen, predictably, is incensed once again.

Lying in bed while everyone else sleeps, Amanda rises in quest of medication to quell her throbbing headache. She searches the kitchen but finds nothing, instead resting her head on her arms atop the counter, pain evident.

"Hey, you alright?"

Startled, Amanda turns to find David, bare-chested and clad in sweatpants.

"My head is just killing me..."

"Don't worry, I'll get you something!"

He rummages through a drawer and procures a pill.

"Here, take this with water!"

Desperately, Amanda accepts the medicine and swallows it.

"Is it really bad?"

"Yes! I haven't felt pain like this in a while. Must be stress!"

"Could be! Try to get some rest, you'll feel better when you wake up!"

"Okay, thanks... for listening and letting them eat with us."

"No problem, heh. It's how things will be from now on! Now get some sleep!"

"Thanks!"

Amanda heads back to her room. David drinks a glass of water before also retiring.

The next morning, Amanda awakens from an erotic dream featuring an unidentified man.

"Gosh, I’m so deprived I’m dreaming these things... I wish that was real, I'm even... I need to get laid!"

She heads to the bathroom, disrobes, and sits atop the sink. Legs spread, she begins to pleasure herself, moaning as her back arches.

"Aaah.. ahh…"

Her mind unexpectedly fills with David's image.

"Aawh... Aih.."

**WITH DAVID: **

David and Carmen are already up.

"Why did you agree to let the staff eat at our table?!" (Carmen inquires)

"Because your daughter wanted it that way! I want her to feel comfortable here. She's clearly uneasy with you having a boyfriend and making her move here suddenly. Let her be, try to make her feel welcome! And... I do want her to like me, too. I’m her mother’s boyfriend after all!"

"You're right, but... the things she comes up with! Don't you think yesterday was outrageous?"

"Eh, it wasn't such a big deal! I thought it was funny, she’s just like that, ha-ha."

"Funny?! Are you serious?"

"Relax, love! Give her a break, poor thing!"

"Hmm! I bet she’s still asleep. Why don’t you wake her up?" (Carmen suggests)

"Let her sleep. She was in a lot of pain last night!"

"But she’s better now! Go on, wake her. It'll show you care!"

"You want me to go into her room? What about her privacy?"

"Just call her without going in fully! So she sees you're concerned, tell her we’re waiting for breakfast!"

"Alright! But I'll only call once, don’t want to push it, okay?"

"Fine!"

David heads to Amanda's room, cracks the door to find the bed empty, and enters, assuming she’s in the bathroom. Approaching, he hears moan-like sounds.

*“Aaah.. Aih… hmm…”*

David is mortified, unsure whether to stay or go. As he turns to leave, he's overwhelmed with a longing to listen.

*“Aaii... aiiih damn…”*

Frozen near the door, he's conscious of his wrongdoing but rooted to the spot. Then, Amanda's loud climax echoes.

*“Aaaawh!!! Aiii.. wow... I wish it was a man\, not my own hands!”*

Hearing this, David is instantly aroused. Realizing his mistake, he quietly escapes, hoping Amanda doesn't notice his departure.

"What have I done? Getting excited by my stepdaughter like that?! What kind of man am I?" (he ponders, covering his arousal while descending the stairs)

"So, love? Did you call her?”

"Yes, well, no! I peeked in, saw the bed empty, so she's up, probably in the bathroom, she'll come down soon!"

"Ah, what a surprise! Alright then."

David can't shake the image of Amanda's moans.

*“Stop it\, David\, she's your stepdaughter for God's sake!”* (he thinks while sitting down for breakfast)

"Everything okay, David? You seem distant!" (Carmen asks)

"I'm fine, love, just business matters on my mind, have to go to the office today."

"Really?"

"Want me to come along?"

"No need! Spend time with your daughter, you've been arguing too much!"

"You may be right!"

"I won’t be long, just a few hours!"

"Okay, my dear!"

Soon after, Amanda joins them for breakfast, in a T-shirt and denim shorts. As she approaches, David recalls her moans, eyes drawn to her legs, envisioning the bathroom scene.

"David?! Hey, snap out of it!" (Carmen says)

"Uh, hi! Sorry, I really need to get to the office!"

"That important? You're miles away!"

"It is, those things matter!"

"Good morning, mom and dad!" (Amanda chimes)

"Good morning, my dear, let's aim for a peaceful day!"

"That’s up to you, not me! Dad, aren’t you going to reply?”

"Amanda, he's preoccupied with work matters, leave him be!"

"Good morning, Amanda, sorry! How was your first night here? Sleep alright?" (David asks)

"Yes, the bed's really comfy!"

"That's great to hear!"

David begins to regard Amanda differently than before, his gaze falling to her hands on the table, back to the bathroom imagery.