With me still lightly squeezing her yummy boobs, and twirling around her big nipples. God, I love her boobs, I want some like hers someday.Geena bent ...own to cup my face with her long fingers and planted a long kiss on my lips. Then she pulled away from me and looked into my eyes, then she drew herself close to me again, this time when we kissed, our lips parted and our tongues met, I got scared and started to pull back, but she tighten her grip on me, pulled my tongue into her mouth and. "Mrs. Carson called us for supper then, which got me off the hook, but I knew I was going to have to come up with some conundrum worthy of my continued distraction. Scott wasn't going to give up until I told him what was bothering me. I wondered what I'd tell him.The weirdness continued at supper. Mrs. Carson acted completely normal. She didn't look at me differently, or say anything different. She asked us both how school was going and what teachers we liked and didn't (and why.) I kept. Almost never used, especially this time of the night, but I wasnt going to get scared of the two males heading towards me on this path, it was a public path and they were already using it before me, so I continued to approach them. With my phone in my hand I gained their attention. They had one thin on their mind, and that was to mug me. One, I recognised from going to my school and being in my year (I knew they werent joking, thats just the sort of person he was), he was 16, 2-3 months older. .. !”“You know I can hear everything you say, right?” said Stephanie. “I heard all of it. Mom, you are really fucked up, aren’t you?”Bettina looked to her daughter, and shrugged her shoulders. “Yes, Sweetie, I think I am. I feel like I’m losing who I am here. I’ve been doing things I would never have done before. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Well, that’s not quite true. There are things in my head that make some of this seem right. Like, I remember your grandmother’s memories, and she was.