"Did Uncle Vernon beat Mommy's thighs with a police stick?" Mackie asked.
Chloe's heart stopped for a second when her daughter mentioned about the redness on her thighs. Her cheeks reddened, and she had no more answer for Mackie.
'Sometimes, having a smart daughter has its disadvantages,' Chloe thought. 'What am I suppose to say right now?'
Of course, she couldn't just outright said that Uncle Vernon's c**k was as thick— even thicker and bigger than a police stick, complete with a tip so big, it resembled a mushroom head…
Chloe swallowed her saliva out of nervousness. She felt guilty because she was actually imagining about that thing while talking with her daughter.
"M—Mackie, you're not making sense. Mommy is alright—"
"Really?" Mackie wondered. "But Mommy's thighs are so red. Did
