The pizza was gone. Everything was clean, like someone tried to cover up a murder. I looked for my mom, but she was nowhere to be found, not even in h...r bedroom. Did she run away? I thought. I panicked.I knew she was going to regret this and take everything from me. My freedom to be naked, masturbate wherever I want, and the worst to fuck her. I know my mom. Fuck! What am I gonna do?! Think! I took a shower and put on some clothes. I started to make breakfast and made coffee.. ." She started to interrupt.I waved her down. "No, I have to say this." I took her hands and simply held them in mine. "You felt so much more for me and I didn't exactly return the favor, or try until it was too late." I let my eyes roam over her, taking in her smooth skin and the soft blush remaining. "But I see you now. I see the beautiful woman you've become..." She smiled and I continued, "Coupled with the friend that I care so deeply for. I had always been respectful of your personal. ....Diane sat waiting patiently for the teacher to begin the lesson. She had no interest in her fellow students, only the subject to be learned.A hand touched her wrist, “Do you think I might borrow a pencil? I’ve broken mine and don’t seem to have a spare.” It was the new girl, she vaguely realised, without a word, she passed her one...........I went into the canteen and saw Diane sitting on her own in a corner. “Oh, here you are, I just wanted to return your pencil, and say thanks.” I started. I knew that whores sold their bodies for money, but I also knew that people used that term to describe someone as dirty, low…..and that part of my brain loved that and my traitorous pussy got even more wet, and he laughed. He passed with his finger under my panties and caressed my pussy lips, and then put his finger in my mouth:- Taste yourself, young bitch.I licked his finger and my juice from him. Well, I tasted it before from my own fingers, so I knew the taste, but this time it was.