"But it sure didn't sound like you were hurting or not enjoying it like my momma said would happen." She suddenly realized what she had said and bowed... her head. They all could see the red on her skin creep clear up to her ears.Mandy put her arm around the girl. "Don't be embarrassed. If you want to know something, just ask. None of us would ever make fun of you or think you are stupid, or anything like that. I know what it is like to not get any real education, since I didn't get any either. “I’d prefer to taste the source,” I replied.With an exaggerated sigh, she said, "Oh well if you insist. But don't move!"Again she stood up, then walked around so she was standing at my head, again more pausing. Yes, we had both given and received oral before, but always before the giver had been in the dominant position. Nicola looked as if she was contemplating something new to us. She was, she shuffled forward and slowly lowered herself, pulling the bottom of her dress out. I lifted my hands. It was hot, mid-summer and Irene scratched under both armpits, believing it was bra rash. God, who wants big boobs in hot weather? Amended question, who wants big boobs? Her mom’s chest had been practically flat and she never complained about her breasts. Irene was diverted from that stupid rambling by the sound of a misfiring engine and looked out and saw a single engine Piper coming in low, lurching a bit and then realized the pilot was attempting a forced landing in the bull pasture. Jesus.. ‘My baby! Oh I haven’t seen you in weeks!’ She was suddenly enveloped in a hug that was bordering on bone crushing. ‘Mom we had lunch just last week.’ Mallory laughed. ‘Oh. Well it seems like it’s been weeks.’ ‘You cut your hair Momma.’ Rebecca Evens’ fiery red hair, which used to fall down her back in a riot of curls much like her own, was now cut into a short curly bob. It suited her face. ‘It was time for a change.’ ‘It’s beautiful on you.’ ‘It most certainly is.’ Mallory looked up at.