We're gone — we don't need you any more — neither does Mom. Go to hell Dad!" I hung up on dad.The girls in the back were clapping in applause as M...m said, "Well said honey, I couldn't have done better myself. You certainly have stepped up and became the Man of the House today.I scooted close to mom laying my head on her shoulder as we drove on down the highway..."Charles ... wake up, we're stopping for the night," mom said."Oh, thanks Mom — Where are we anyway?" About halfway to our. Oh yes Adam was one sick fucker and didn’t he just love it.It all started when he had just turned thirteen and his parents had bought him an expensive new computer. Here he was able to connect with people in the underground sex world. There were paedophiles, sadist, sex traffickers just some of the people he had gained friendship with. With his young age you would think that Adam himself would have been seduced by these people, but no.As well as being a strong boy he was very matured for his. How did I wind up with this job? One straight guy surrounded by queers and uppity bitches. Still trying to maintain a positive mindset, I went into the private back room and started prepping for THE bitch. At 1:30, SHE walked in. 30 minutes late. Wasting my valuable time. Positive mindset is out the window. Oh well. Get it over with. Good afternoon Mrs. Richards. Good to see you. How can I help you today? "You should know why I'm here" she said. "I went over this with John. I don't expect to. She suddenly noticed that her mother had several strands of white hair sticking out in contrast on her brunette head. She looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, “Why are some of your hairs white, Mum?”Her mother replied, “Well, every time that you do something wrong and make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white.”The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and then said, “Mummy, how come ALL of grandma’s hairs are white?”ReminiscencesThe children had all been.