My parents used to lock their bedroom door and fuck occasionally. Usually on Sunday afternoon. One Sunday afternoon they were fucking and my older brother wanted them, so he threw a log through the bedroom window above the bed. Glass rained down on my parents.
I was three, and my older brother and I heard my parents arguing in their bedroom. Then we heard my mother scream for help. We came in and my father was punching my mother. We managed to stop him.
I found stacks of hundred dollar bills in my mother's closet. It was about 10 grand. She told me she was keeping it for one of her friends.
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