My father is lying on the floor, gasping for air. My mother walks over to the fireplace and picks up the poker. Mother says, ‘You two have held me b...ck long enough. That ends today.’ Mother walks over by me toward my father. I am scared but I unfold my pocketknife, and when I have my mother’s back I stab her on the inside of her left thigh. She turns and hits me with the poker, knocking me unconscious. According to father, mother keeps on screaming at him until she collapses from blood loss.. " "If we can organise a credit union in this town I feel we would not only be helping the folk who live and work here but it would also benefit the local businesses and keep the money in the town, everyone would benefit by it."It was decided to call a public meeting to gauge the amount of interest towards setting up our own union, Ron was charged with the responsibility of producing a flyer explaining how a credit union worked and inviting the townsfolk to attend the meeting to discuss how we. Still softer touches followed as the unseen hand stroked up towards her cunt; she moaned quietly as her cunt opened like a flower and the sweet sticky scent of woman hood began to glisten on her lips.In her mind she visualised a young nubile woman, lightly stroking her thigh. In her mind she imagined this female to have large tits even larger than her own and a blonde downy cover over her cunt.Now the invisible hand was stroking Abigail's stomach and working their way up towards her tits; now. Her roar ofrelease echoed around the room and finally subsided as I removed thetool from her pussy.It was several minutes for her to relax and lay quietly as her internalspasms abated."That was nice dear, thank you." Your welcome my darling. I was glad and pleased to be of service toyou." Let me be of service to you. Get on your hands and knees." Yes, my darling." as I assumed the position she desired; wonderingwhat she had in mind.She took the vibrator from my hand still wet with her juices.