One day we were having dinner when Dad thought the steak was burnt a little bit too much, so he started shouting at Mother that she didn't know how to...cook and that she was useless. Then he got up, dragged her by her hair and forced her to bend over the sofa without caring that I was sitting there.He lifted Mom's skirt up and began working on her bums with his belt.She tried to push her skirt down, but that made him angrier and he started beating her with the belt on her arms, making her scream. Prologue. The world as we knew it didn't end with fire, nor did it end with brimstone. It died with a whimper, on its knees in the cold, with a bag over its head. The Bible says God created the world in seven days. What gets recorded in print isn't always the truth, the losers version gets washed away to be forgotten. Truth is written by the victor after all. The task of creation actually took him eight day to complete, there was just no one around to argue over details with him when it. Yeah, California had managed to ruin even that. They even regulated the type of wood that could be used, limiting it to harvested deadwood and banning any wood that had been processed or treated.I honestly could not roll my eyes hard enough to encompass the amount of ‘what the fuck’ I was feeling at learning all of this. The beach/park employee was very serious when reading us the rules before we could be allowed to join the partiers. These rules included no tobacco use, no beverages in glass. Petrov cried out again. It sounded like she was cumming as she fucked my mom. I pictured her small breasts quivering, her black hair pulled up in a pin. Her normally fierce face blazed with passion. Beautiful as an ice sculptor. “You nasty dyke-cunt!” howled Ms. Petrov. “Cum on my dildo! Explode on me, you slutty bitch!”“Yes, Ms. Petrov!” Mom moaned. “You're churning up my filthy cunt! I'm such a whore! A nasty slut who pretended she was straight! Yes, yes, yes! Ms. Petrov!”As I listened to my.