My name is Richard and am lost in a word of extreme pain,it seems my chest has been ripped into two...,'once again the gods spread cheeks and ram rooster into f**cking Bottom'...thoughts!!!...'why margaret?,why not that LovePeddler called Jane or Anna?,why now that I'm about to tie the knots?'...questions reel out of my mouth and answers cease coming.
Barely 2yrs after the shocking demise of my mother,I seem rejuvenated from the prospects of being a groom.Now,after proposing to the 'love of his life',My Father burst out that he has not once, nor twice but countless times found warmth in the thighs of Margaret.Please help,what do I do?
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