“These aren’t my children,” the husband squealed, “Lada, they’re… dark-skinned! Who did you have them from?”

“These aren’t my children,” the husband screamed, shaken to the depths of his soul, “Lada, they’re… dark-skinned! Who gave birth to them? Are you chea:ting?! Don’t come back to my …

“These aren’t my children,” the husband squealed, “Lada, they’re… dark-skinned! Who did you have them from?” Read More