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do you think my sister and her first husband would gang up against me and get everyone to abuse me? as creative art? because if they have it will come back to them a million fold. I used to spend my time being more creative drawing… Agatha Christie partners in crime Tuppence… I drew her at high school in the 1980s because I liked her character so much and it went in the school year book in 1986 and I was in grade 8 I think. that was more creative to me then what those other little catholic satanic sluts were doing… I heard that these old girls from grade 11 and 12 where morphing photos of me they took and I wondered if bugsy was not behind that or now I wonder someone else … but why would they do that to me? they used to pick on girls and attack them…like the martin girls or other b****** … when I was attacked at school deliberately by those witches… but why? they ruined my education. I told my mother about all this…she is not impressed at all.

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I played with my mom’s bod during my high school days she was all broken back then her parents died one after other in the same year after that my dad cheated on her and we left him to live in her parents house there I used to blame her for our situation and me frustrated would always end up arguing with her untill she gets into tears and accepts her defeat that made me felt bad later but the same would happen again after a day or two one after another argument made me felt as a superior male over her in the house that made me felt as a dominant one over a broken submissive female that soon made me want to get her ready for reliving my frustrations or for accepting me as a mating male in bed, as I kept winning such arguments frequently making her in tears surrender, one night i went into her bed late after she got asleep I and crawled under her blanket for the first few times I tried groping her I use to grab her b**bs she woke up scold me as I’m yours “fu**in mother you idiot” and go to the other room this happened alot of times but with every night I played more with her b**bs and then pinching and pulling her ni**les one night I slid my hand into her p*n*ty and rubbed her c*it as she tried getting up I grabbed her with the other are and my legs around hers she tried hard but I kept on moving ahead with what I was doing soon she got so wet she covered her mouth with her hands and started crying I could clearly feel her getting swelled up down there with every passing second more slippery sticky stuff coming out while she was in tears crying with one hand on her mouth and another one trying to pull my hand out but I kept f******** her roughly until I felt her cl*t pumping on my fingers, she cu**ed with shaking org**m. Right after that I left her she got up and went to the other room.

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