“Well, I’m not so sure she wants to talk to you right now,” I overheard my uncle. “She’s been doing very well living out here with me. I don...��t know, I’ll ask her.”My uncle came back into the living room. “Tara, your mom’s on the phone. Do you want to talk to her?”I immediately felt a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. I hadn’t spoken to my mother in over four months. After she walked in on my stepfather eating my pussy, I was gone the next day. There were many times over the past few. She squirted some shaving lotion on my my cunt, then, with very slow and deliberate strokes, she spread the foam all over my cunt. Music from her stereo was playing, her head bobbing to the beat while glancing up at me and giving me a sly grin as if to say...I've got you exactly where I want you. At that moment I didn't care. Then came the razor. With the same slow strokes, she went gently up and down, side to side her head still bobbing to the rhythm of the music. I was already breathing. This was happening. He was going to kiss me. I lifted my head. My pussy clenched. I could smell a faint scent of spice around him. It was an exciting and manly smell that had my head dizzy.Then his lips were on mine. They were so strong. Natalie picked up her phone, her eyes on us. I wanted to move my mouth. To kiss him back properly, not just keep our lips pressed together. But this wasn’t a real kiss. It was a dare.Nothing wrong with that.Time seemed to go on and on. I whimpered. His mouth. "Uh... like? I can see what she does around you, Bill... showing off her... you know... bubs... and I guess you can se what kind of girl she is. It kind of worries me that she might... you know... cause you to give in to sin?" Mmmm... it's kind of difficult, alright, Rachael. I guess you've been my biggest help because when I'm really tempted, I remember you and I think about how I'd lose your respect and it would be a sin, too. It would be easier if... no... forget I said that." What, Bill?.