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"Ms. Chandler, I'm deeply sorry for this, but we had no other choice. Gab made mistakes, and that's on us as his parents. But today, we're here to ask for your help. "Ever since you left, he's been a completely different person. He's drinking and racing every day. I'm terrified he'll get himself killed. He's our only son. Please help us. "He turned his life around for you once, and now he's fallen back because of you. You're the only one who can save him." Tears streamed down Miranda's face as she spoke. I clenched my fists tightly. "I'm sorry, but I can't help you. If you keep resorting to such tactics, it will only backfire."

"Eddie, how many times have I told you? Material possessions breed impurities in the soul." He pointed at the neatly arranged markers. "Look at all this. Red, green, purple—they throw off our home's balance." He stood and walked toward the case. "To cleanse your soul, I must help you remove these distractions." He picked up a red marker. "No! Dad, please!" I cried, lunging forward. Dad simply sidestepped, and I went tumbling onto the hard floor. Pain shot through my knees. Just then, a sharp snap echoed through the room.

"I've already completed your orders—go ahead and inspect them." Patrick clearly didn't buy it. He paced around the restroom with a frown, crouching down to check the toilet and running a hand over the sink. He instantly scowled when he couldn't find a single flaw to nitpick. He did something incredibly disgusting after—he spat directly onto the clean floor right in front of me. "What do you mean it's clean? What's this here, then?" He then tilted his chin and barked an order at me. "Go wipe it off for me—and make sure there isn't a single trace left."

The warm water falling on both of us made everything feel more slippery and nice. He played with me like that for some time, his finger moving up and down my wet slit as he rubbed my clit in slow circles. I was breathing fast, my legs feeling weak. I pressed my back against his chest, feeling his hard cock against my ass. It was getting bigger and harder. “Do you mind if I see what your pussy looks like?” he asked. I nodded quickly. “Yes, Daddy.” Grant stopped moving for a second. He smiled. “Daddy. I like that.”

Carl casually answered the boy, unconcerned of the incredulous look on him. "No no messy Theo, good boy Theo, behave, Theo, papa Cawl(Carl)" Theo reassuringly explained to the man. "Dada and mama Bee will be messy, not you, buddy. You cannot watch them, it will be bad for your eyes" Carl shrugged unconcernedly while the rest were already glaring at how he responded to the innocent boy. "Dada no messy, cwean(clean) mama Bee, no diwty(dirty). Theo sweep(sleep), no bad eyes. Mama Bee hug Theo sweep(sleep)" the boy insisted but he is starting to get confused.

I tossed one to Bill, right in his crotch. "Welcome to the ass-man's club, Bill. Remember, when it comes to rear-entry, cleanliness is next to godliness. Clean up, there's more work to be done here." As I shared my wisdom with him, with the other towel, I wiped down Sheri's ass and cunt. She clutched the cool towel hard to her and closed her legs around it.

Then, I followed their gaze and looked out toward the gate, realizing that there was a little crowd at the entrance who seemed to be watching some sort of a commotion out there. I followed the noise to the door and witnessed a scene that horrified me. Mom was dressed in worn, dirty clothes in the middle of the street outside the university campus. Dad was in a wheelchair beside her. Mom was screaming at the top of her lungs. "Look, everyone! My daughter, Raven Carter, abandoned her parents just so that she could attend university! How could there be such a heartless person in this world? She used to be such a good girl growing up! "It's already bad enough that she refused to pay a single bil