’ She reached out and stroked my cock and watched it grow in her hand, ‘I want you again, Jonathan,’ she said softly. ‘I want to fuck your as... mom, it turns me on,’ I told her and she got up and led me down to the rec room. She spit on her hand and rubbed it between her ass cheeks to moisten her little puckered hole. She lay down on her stomach and arched her sweet ass up in the air as she continued to lube it with her saliva. ‘Do you want the lube mom?’ and she said no, that my dad fucked her. I want you to be able to enjoy sex with whoever you choose to have sex with. I want you to be happy." I told her."We both want you to be happy, Tiffany." Sandy interjected. "Tell him the rest." Maggie asked me if what she did with me changed the way I felt about the two of you. I told her no. She asked me if I was sorry we had sex with each other. I told her no. She asked me why it upset me when she was with the two of you. I couldn't really tell her why."I know I was feeling jealous and afraid. ”I nodded. “This was fun, Muireann. Thanks for agreeing to do it. I learned a lot, anyway.”“Me too,” she said, giving me a warm smile. “I was petrified that first day, when I signed up for the class. Partly because of leaving Tommy alone in Latin, but also because I’d never tried taking real pictures.”“Glad you decided to do it?”“So very glad!”Me too, Muireann, me too... “Plenty of photos left to take this year,” I said.“I look forward to it!”We had one weekend left before the audition, and we. None of them could read. More than that, none of their parents could read. Their fathers were planting crops, and they’d get around to building their shacks when the crops were in the ground. When the mothers would get around to sewing their children some new clothes was a question she didn’t mention.And then, when he’d struggled with those children all day, the adults came in at night. Or some of them did. Allotments were still being assigned, and the recipients were still learning that there.