I apologised, feeling stricken. I was going to get up, get my things and go but Zoe quickly lent back towards the table again, closer together again, ...and said it was her fault and that she was sorry. It didn’t make me feel much better and she didn’t put her hands back on the table, but our conversation resumed and swung back to inconsequential things again.Rather than being served on the plate, the food was served in lots of small bowls placed all over the table wherever there was space, kept. It was an empty loft with some boxes in the back. Josh headed downstairs again to rejoin Molly."This must be a great place for a family vacation in the summer," Josh commented. "Mom and Dad sleep downstairs. The kids have a great loft above to sleep in. Do you need a hand getting the fire started?" I've got it," Molly answered. "I needed time to get the tinder ready. I'll have the fire blazing in a few minutes." I'll see if I can get the shutters off the windows so we can have a little light in. I tried to scratch it, but astingy slap smacked my rising hand. "Don't touch it!" shehissed. "Now, pucker your lips."Mom painted my lips red with her lipstick. It tasted funny,really funny. "Botch it," she said and held up a piece oftissue. Huh? Botch what?"Your lipstick, like this," she pretended to press her lipstightly on the tissue paper. Oh, that. But why ruin the nicelypainted lips? Is she stupid?Mom ordered impatiently, "Just do it!" Okay, mom. Whatever yousay. I mimicked her. Well that definitely broke the ice on that subject. He told me that he and his girlfriend had stopped having sex when she became pregnant. He said even before she didn't give blow jobs. It had been 5 years since he had had someone’s lips around his dick. I couldn't believe that she didn't like going down on him. It used to be one of my favorite things before Jeff. I loved the control, the look in a man’s eyes when he was lost. I tried to be good. I gave him advice on different things to try. My.