It soothes my paradox that you are so unorthodox

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"Father stays Sophie, the man is dying and I don't want to go to hell because I put out my own father, i know he's not the easiest man to live with,,, but honey please,,, bear with me." Jodie was trying to calm down a fire that was always so violent between her wife and her father, her father had come to stay with them after he was diagnosed with terminal cancer. Sophie had insisted that Jodie extend an invitation to the Priest, and she had done so a little reluctant, she knew her father but clearly Sophie was stubborn to hear of that, but now all she wanted was the man out. One of the reasons would be his snide comments he would hide with Alzheimer, his morning routine of going around the house like a mad man praying loudly that God remove any spirits in the house. Jodie was a bit annoyed but she knew that him being senile was him being sane, mad but it was what it was,,, it bothered Sophie because she didn't want their little girl's impression of God or Piety to be this madness his grandfather displayed with such grandeur. "fine, but please speak to him about his morning rituals, he's scaring poor Amoria, and tell him that I am not going to entertain his church people when they get here,,,plus that other old, creepy senior pastor has a roving eye, the way he looks at me everytime he's here,,, I hate it, the man sexualises me right there in the middle of the living room." Jodie was trying not to laugh, but she couldn't help laugh at her frustration, " I'm sorry honey, I'll talk to my father about,,, everything, now go get yourself cleaned up and I'll handle things off this end." she smacked her butt the way she loves it and got that golden smile that told her that she will try not to murder her father,,, not yet anyway.
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