“I know you're still awake. You breathe differently when you sleep.” He smelled like perfection, and I couldn't ignore him.Opening my eyes, I saw ...im looking right back at me, his every feature gentle and kind. There was no anger or annoyance. It was the same face I had known for years. “I thought you might not come back in.”His hands closed around mine, bringing them close to his chest.“I'm right here.” His nearness was comforting, though my head was spinning in confusion and conflicting. “So, there’s never been anyone else?” she encouraged.“I love you!” I blurted out despondently. Zoe’s eyes flared wide in shock. There was a pause, the silence so deafening I began to focus on the banal sounds of others in rooms and corridors.“Love is a strong word” Zoe whispered meekly; “Are you sure you mean ‘love’?”I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. I looked down into my hands again to hide it. It was like the whole illusion was falling away, and now I had exposed my bare heart to. ? She was also given two tiny tattoos on herleft breast.? There was about two inchesbetween her areole and the ?L? in Lenore.?Two vertical lines of tiny banners were started there.? The first one was the logo for the OldMission School;it was shaped like a shield colored like the Californiastate flag.? Beside it was the banner tomark the championship for the western region, a figure ?1? colored red.? The little banners were tattooed on beforeLenore knew what they meant.? She was notconsulted. Sheepishly I made my way up the stairs and into the bedroom. "Clean her upboy," instructed Mark in his now normal assertive manner.My number one fantasy was about to become true, without delay I took myplace on the bed and began to lap away at Mary's spunk filled cunt, it wasfantastic. As the following morning was a Saturday, everyone had a lay in. Helen wasfirst down, telling me I only had myself to blame, and that she thought itwas great that mum had finally been shagged by a real man.Mary.