Jerome just kept going, whipping me harder and harder with that belt. I was squirming and begging him to stop and crying hard. He held me tight around...the waist as he kept whipping me, varying the pace and strength of his hits. I just kept squirming but all at once I felt something hard poking me in the stomach. Even through the pain of the whipping, it dawned on me that he had gotten a hard on."Oh God, please stop. Don't whip him any more, please," cried mother."Only way I stop is for you to. About an hour later, dad came out and didn’t say a word. He had a small suitcase and got into his car. When we went back into the house, mom told us that dad had some things on his mind and wouldn’t be staying at the house that night. We could tell she was hurting bad inside but was trying not to break down in front of us kids. Dad returned two days later. Dinner was ready every night right on time and we discussed our days just like we used to. Mom and dad didn’t talk a lot except for asking. More

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