“Hello, beautiful. I’m Amanda – Mandi to my friends.” Mandi stuck her hand out. Lizzie cringed as she saw the perfect manicure. An instant hat...ed filled Lizzie; she hated Mandi for the girl’s God-given flawless beauty, and the perfect life she was living and for the fact that she obviously had Richard. “Hi, Amanda,” Lizzie said, rather pointedly and felt an instant wave of guilt. It wasn’t Mandi’s fault. “I’m Eliza- Lizzie.” She managed a smile, although she felt like a ventriloquist. This was it, the moment of truth. Mom sat down on the bed and opened the mag. Oh my god!, I thought, my heart raced.Mom suddenly closed the mag. She had obviously quickly gathered from the text what it depicted - a young man fucking his mother. Was she too shocked? She looked over her shoulder to satisfy herself that she was alone. Just as I thought all was lost, Mom picked the mag back up and started to read.I quickly retreated upstairs to Peter's room and knocked quietly on the door. Peter. Aunty Teresa ( or aunty T as i call her ) was my mums cousin, she was a few years younger than mum but they'd grown up together and were like sister. She was a very succesful woman with her own company a string of ex husbands and a very outgoing personality.I'd not seen my aunty T for a few years, so when she arrived she commented constantly on how much i'd grown and what a handsone young man i was. As soon as i saw here all my memories of her were confirmed. The smell of Channel no5, hairspray. ” Dave could tell from the experimental nature of her voice that she was following along with Julie, another of her mentors in loosening up and learning about sex.Julie then proceeded to instruct her sexy naked colleague in a devilish tone. “Now, gather up a whole bunch from Cricket’s pussy in your mouth but don’t swallow. We have a couple of special deliveries to make.” Julie demonstrated, and then turned Athena loose as Cricket lay back in Alec’s arms with her legs spread wide.Julie had her.