He even looked at girls that had any resemblence of her.He had received an eviction notice to be out of the apartment by June 30th. This, of course, c...me from Bellform who owned it. He took that gray pewter satin blouse and buried his face in it. It was full of her scent since she had worn it last week and tossed into the dry cleaning bag. How could Victoria do this to him? His heart was shattered in a million pieces. If he knew for sure that she was dead, he would kill himself too. The painful. She started rubbing his hands and leg palms and drying with towel alternatively.I came to my senses and decided to help her and started rubbing his palms while she dried his hair. Once he started moving often she ran to the kitchen and got some lemon juice for him. He drunk it and slept on the floor as such with a big snore.I was still in shock and the first thing I asked her.Me: Where is your mom?Ganga: She died of blood cancer and it was her 4th anniversary today.Shock after another shock and. ." "Your pussy?" she prodded. "Um, yeah, my pussy is tingling." "Are you a lesbian?" "No!" I replied adamantly. And that's true. I had always been boy-crazy and never even considered myself bisexual much less lesbian. This whole experience had me so confused and at odds with all I had known before. "Well why are you so horny right now?" Cheryl persisted. "I, I don't know. This has never happened before." "Do you want me to eat your pussy?" "No, I, I, I am so confused," I replied shocked, yet. We slowly started chatting.He moved our conversation from introduction towards incest which I am not comfortable, because I do respect the mother. But he wanted me to talk only about his mother but not mine, which made the chat continue. He wanted me to text dirty about his mother, which was making him very horny.Our chats slowly migrated from texts to calls to video calls and dirty texts to roleplays over the call. He told about his mom being deprived of sex because of his long-distance.