I would like to be one who you befriend.“Your faith is appealing to me because it gives a basis for who you are. I would like to go to that church. ...f you don’t want me to go there, I’ll try to find another that appeals to me similarly.”I was shocked or dumbfounded or something. I felt that it took a lot for Beth to have made that little speech to me. She was waiting. I said, “I would like to think we are friends. Of course, you are welcome at church.“Beth, I’m sorry to hear about your parents.. ' the first lad replied, a middle height slim guy with a blond buzz-cut and stubble. I noticed the others were sharing a spliff - they seemed a bit stoned and giggly already.'Can I try a bit of that weed?' I asked'Cool' - I shared a bit and felt light-headed immediately, my courage was up.'You guys ever had your cocks sucked? By a girl...or a guy?' I asked'Woah! No way dude....' one said. The others laughed.'You should try it.... though a guy knows best how to suck another guy and give him. It was spread out on the ground around her. Her eyes were closed. Her skin was white, much whiter than mine, with a few freckles. Red lips seemed to stand out like a beacon, obviously lipstick. Or not. I wasn't THAT experienced with such things. She wore a long dress, medieval looking, almost like the thing the girl wore in Labyrinth, with long, flowing sleeves. The neckline was a bit lower, though...I had some boy scout training. I shook her."Are you OK?"Her eyes opened. They were green.. Lizzie told Caroline to go to the kitchen and bring them glasses filled with Coke and Southern Comfort whisky. Caroline obeyed her mistress without question.When she returned to the parlor she was greeted to the sight of her daughter kneeling between Lizzie's legs and sucking on her cunt. She found the sight very erotic, but felt that she should stop it, but knew that she would never defy Lizzie. She simply kneeled behind them and watched as her daughter's head bobbed up and down between her.