”“Are you two ashamed of having sex together?” Claudia inserted.“No, of course, we’re not, Mom! It’s just not something fourteen-year-old ...girls do together, I imagine. Some might kiss or feel a tit or maybe finger the other’s pussy but we eat the other’s pussy and love the taste of our cums. And we don’t have to worry about boys, like Jenny said.”“But you do like boys, don’t you?”“In what way?”“Having sex with them?”“Boys can be mean and want to do things we don’t like,” Savon said.“And Mom and. More than enough to hold little old me in my pained and tormented state of purgatory. Unable to move forward into my new life and relationship because the memory and raw pain of what I’d destroyed and lost was too great.“Hi,” the short greeting brought me back from my self-absorbed musings. “How are you, Jill?” Back from L.A. to sort some stuff out and to enable this get together, he looked good, maybe a few pounds lost and less stressed than when I’d last seen him.Damn this man! Even after. Her smile was intoxicating. "May I buy you a drink, Little Bird?" she asked with a slight Caribbean lilt. I was awestruck! I stuttered, "Yes, thank you..." Before I could tell her I was drinking Chardonnay, she told the barmaid to bring two Sapphire martinis, straight-up with lemon twists. I did not dare contradict her, though I had never had a martini before and doubted I would like it. She laughed when my first sip caused me to choke, and I became flustered and embarrassed. She told me to. . well c’mon let’s get out there before they get suspicious” she half smirked at me. “Mom……….should we talk about what just happened?” I asked, more than unsure of what to say next. She looked me in the eye “Sweetie given the twisted nature of our family, we shouldn’t even bat an eye lash at what just happened……..And I gave birth to you, if anyone deserves to get fucked by that big lovely prick of yours it’s me” she said seriously, leaving me there in the room, shocking me once again with her.