Mom son fuking
Don't be hasty to judge me, I have no regrets nor am I ready to change my mind.It all began when I was.Those were the days I badly needed love.My mother gave more attention to my two younger brothers and often I felt left out.She kept finding fault with me; throwing tantrums at the slightest provocation and blaming me sometimes for things my brothers did."You should be their role model I remember every beating from my mother.
Justly speaking, it was not all uphill with her; there were some good times but I can dare say that the bitter moments outweigh the good ones by far!I grew to hate her too.I am not embarrassed that I found love and consolation from her husband.Daddy is a businessman; so many times he'd be away on business trips.When he came home, I would lie on his chest and cry asking him not to leave me behind next time he went for a trip."Darling, you're still in school he'd gently tell me and press me hard on his chest.
I was only a little girl then.If my mother shouted at me in his presence, he'd reprimand her.Those were the only times I felt justice being done.