That mullet is just so ridiculous.” “Mom cut my hair,” I admitted. “I would have never given you a second glance. Pretty sad that I have to di... to learn to look beyond a bad haircut. Maybe if I’d learned that a little earlier, I wouldn’t have hooked up with that jackass.” I was at a loss for words as her voice softened and I broke out in goose bumps. If it hadn’t already exploded, my heart would have stopped when she stood up on her tiptoes, put one hand on the back of my head, and pulled me. "I didn'thave my first gynecology appointment until just before I went off tocollege, and Sophia hasn't needed one yet. Girls your age aren't at muchrisk for cervical cancer, breast cancer, and so forth yet. But... wedon't understand what that machine did to you or how. Obviously, sinceyou've had a period, the change is more than skin deep, but I'd like toknow more about how thorough the changes are." So would I," I said.Mom checked us in, and I sat doing homework for about fifteen. I looked over at her bunk and she just flashed through my mind. Interestingly, the first image I conjured was not of her and me, but of her and Azalea. Even in my imagination the sight of her licking your clit and the sound of your voice as she edged you was so fucking beautiful, my love.Of course, my imagination did eventually incoroporate me into the fantasy. At first, Elle teased my nipples while Lea fucked me with her tongue and ran her nails along the lines where my thighs meets my. She never got along with them and left when she was young. They softened a little when she finally had Marissa and they wanted to make good for the sake of seeing their grandk**s. So, her mind was made, she had to go crawling back to her parents. The feeling of shame washes over her, a woman in her forties has to go live with her parents running away from her abusive son to save her daughter. “I have to do it, if I can't call the police on my son the only way then is to never see him again.” .