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I’m Sorry But You Simply Cannot Argue With This Highly Effective Family Cure For Anxiety: Episode 1 (My Mom – 1970) by Luca Satana
I’m sorry but you simply cannot argue with this highly effective family cure for anxiety. But I’m sure you’re going to try. But trust me, it’s rather, well, futile.
I’m sorry but you simply cannot argue with this highly effective family cure for anxiety. But I’m sure you’re going to try. But trust me, it’s rather, well, futile. Regardless, why don’t you let me attempt to illustrate exactly how effective it truly is. And I think, in due time, you’ll start to come around. I truly believe you will.
Excerpt:
“Grandpa, how can you be so sure?” my mom said, sometime shortly after dinner, a dinner marred by the ebb and flow of difficult conversation between all who were present; my mom, my grandparents, my grandparents’ pastor and his wife – I believe, and of course my great-grandfather; about the dreadful state of the world and an even more dreadful future, which, per usual, sent my mom’s anxiety through the roof, nearly driving her to tears, and in a quiet, private space, which happened to be my mom’s bedroom, into her grandfather’s loving arms.
“Well, dear, there’s only one way to find out,” my great-grandfather said, as he continued to embrace his troubled granddaughter, while he glided his caressing fingertips along the small of her soft back, eventually trespassing to her even softer ass, as the unmistakable bulge in his pants, seemingly unbeknownst to either one of them, grew more and more familiar with her inner thighs.
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