Even though it’s just the three of us (Dad died a few years ago), we aren’t especially close. When that started happening I knew it was time to move on. tube8 Once she was satisfied with her post-coital snack, Mom slowly started turning to look back at Dio, brushing her hair out of her face. Every day after I’m finished with classes I walk down there and try to get in a few hours of training. If she came home at all that night, it would be extremely late and she would be extremely drunk. And the next. I wasn’t supposed to be home early the day it all started. A last spark of defiance flared up in her eyes. And you shouldn’t even want to see it!
