'I'm glad you were here when I talked to her.''I'm glad I got in first. How come you're still aroused?''It's the tea. Forget Viagra. Tea is the great ...ritish aphrodisiac; tea and cricket.''So that's why you keep feeding it to me; I can understand that, but everyone knows cricket's a soporific. You English are strange.' She sighed exaggeratedly. 'Well, the bed really is a bit small, so anything that takes up too much room is just going to be in the way. Lie back and think of cricket.''You didn't. “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. “It’s what I love about you ... all of you.” Slowly, she finally pulled her mouth off of Adam’s shaft as well, content for the moment to pleasure both of her older brothers’ cocks just with her hands. Splashing her feet playfully in the cool water of the pool, she lazily threw her legs up over her brother Bobby’s shoulders, crossing her ankles and resting her heels on his spine as he continued to noisily tongue her creamy slit.“Well, I still want to knock you up someday,” Bobby grumbled,. " Yeah ... sure," he said.I sat back in my chair as I hung up. It was going better than I had hoped. I wondered when the first crisis would crop up. There always would be one to test us. It was part of the business.I looked at my watch. It was just past three-thirty and I was running out of energy. The past three months had been full of tension and trial. Finding the right people, installing new equipment, training employees, finding new business, and making marketable product. Yeah, I was.