C23 I Hate My Aunt

Watching Willett's laughter grow increasingly lewd, it was clear he had slipped into a perverse state of mind. Janet massaged her temples, feeling a headache coming on. What kind of man was he, constantly preoccupied with wicked thoughts?

"Snap!"

The sharp sound jolted Willett out of his twisted reverie. He turned to see Janet, her expression one of barely contained fury