~{DEBORAH'S POV}~
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(A few years back)
"How can I seduce a man, brother?" I innocently asked one night when Peter came to lecture me on intimacy like always.
He blinked at me in slight surprise while I on the other hand eagerly looked at him.
We were sitting on the floor on the right side of my bed so we could lean our backs against it.
I was seated on the right while he was seated on the left with a candle on my bedside table, illuminating the room.
"Who do you want to seduce?" He asked instead and I smiled and said,
"My husband of course."
Yet he kept staring at me like I said something weird.
"Why would you want to seduce your own husband, Deborah?" He finally asked.
"Because it will be fun. Isn't that how harlots do when they want to bed a man?" I innocently asked and he sighed and smiled.
"That is true." He agreed and I beamed in excitement.
"So what am I to do?" I eagerly asked and he cleared his throat and fully faced me and I did likewise.
