“You know what I do to keep him ‘in a decent mood,’ right?” “Yes, just do that. It’s worked before when we’ve made him mad. It’ll work again.” She tucks her hands between her knees. “Come on. Let’s go.” “No, Mom. I will not let him fuck me in exchange for living in a house where we’re emotionally and physically abused,” I say through gritted teeth. “It’s disgusting you’re even asking that of me.”
Told ya she’s a POS🤬
