How people looked at him when he came into a room.And Mom... with all her whining and complaining; constantly berating her."Where is he? Did you suck ...is cock off?" A constant irritant, but even worse was the fact that she needed him. She needed that cock. 'Damn! Especially that cock!' she thought and then wondered what in hell was happening to her?She kept her hair fixed the same way it had been that night they'd made love. She wore the same bracelets, the same earrings, the same style. After I joined the college in the different city, on a random day, I saw her profile on FB and I started talking to her. Conversations started with simple ‘hello’ but it went way beyond that. We exchanged numbers and now we started talking. We used to talk daily at night for hours and our bond became stronger than ever.It was a week before my last day of the exam when I conveyed the news that I’ll be coming to the home. She was excited and so was I. When I went home, we decided to meet in a. We all hugged them, and told them we relished their being part of our craziness for all the years to come.June sobbed wildly as Elsa and I put the ring on her finger. KC came and helped too, hugging her younger sib and assuring her sister that this was the rite of passage she’d wanted for years, and now she had her own intentional family – a rather large one at that. June had been an exemplar family member since her decision to hang out with us to prove her mettle. Although only a short time. I had the insane urge to taste it, but disciplined myself and set to work. Because her hair was mere stubble, and short stubble at that, it went quickly. The only noise she made was when I rubbed the shaving cream in and, once, when I massaged her little nubbin more than was actually necessary to actually stretch her skin tight.I picked up the washcloth she’d wiped Lori clean with and polished up her pink canoe. She lifted her head just in time for me to stick my tongue out at her... and then.