Come say hi to Kazunas friend. Saki backtracked and with a smile, said in almost perfect English, Hi, Im Saki! I smiled and said back, Hey Saki, Im Mi...e. I held my hand out and she took it in her delicate twelve year old hands. Okay, can I go to Ericas house now? She asked her mom. Her mom said something in Japanese and Saki turned back around and said, Seeya Mike! She then took off and was gone. Im sorry about Saki, Mrs. Yamamoto apologized. She was kind of in a hurry. Shes usually much more. . Where's Mom?The house seemed strangely silent, perhaps because I expected my mom to pop out and surprise me the way my father had. I mean, she must have come home with him. She probably drove, since I'd never, ever seen Mom drunk. I knew she liked to have a little wine once in awhile, but she wasn't any sort of party animal. Neither was my dad, actually. He's a dentist!"Mom?" I whispered, moving around pretty well despite the darkness. My eyes had adjusted just fine and the outside lights. ”He wasn’t sure how that related to him until she came home drunk one night when he was a teenager. He heard the guy fuck her on the living room floor and she crawled to his bed. It was summer and he slept naked. She rubbed his cock and, of course it got even harder than it was from the sounds he’d heard. She used both hands to hold it and couldn’t get the head in her mouth. “Oh I wish,” she muttered. He was on his back and she mounted him. She couldn’t get more than part of the head in but the. What are “we” going to do? He should have said, “What are you going to do.”I had no idea what to do. I knew I should get up and go confront them. But what if I was wrong? You can accuse your kids of a lot of things and get away with it ... but accusing them of incest ... and being wrong about it? I knew that would turn out badly. In fact, either way it was going to turn out badly. And, to be honest, I just didn’t want to know right then. I was in shock.So I didn’t get up.I should have. I don’t.