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BDSM and Tears

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****Kevin's POV****

“Really?" I chuckled.

“Husband and son?" I asked, almost choking with laughter.

My mom stomped the desk at once, “Stop that shit, Kevin! Don't be a foolish child, and stop asking me lame questions!"

“Should I fold my hands and watch another woman take what belongs to me? Never!"

“Rosalind Arnold will never do that!" She shrieked.

“Right.." I said, clapping briefly.

“In your words, I quote: ‘Rosalind Arnold!' not Fawcett and definitely not Fidell!."

“I guess you do not have the slightest idea that he changed his last name. You gotta think of a smarter plan mom, because it is evident that the plan you have will end up being fruitless!" I snapped.

My mom looked blankly, my words had definitely gotten to her. She gave one last puff and settled the cigarette on her dancing fingers. As she engaged herself in deep thoughts, she smacked her bubble gum noisily.

My eyes assessed her oval face, she had pierced the upper part of both ears, and placed a diamond jewelry
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