I prefer my guys that have tits - then i’m all in.” I had always considered him one of the nicest looking guys that I had ever seen. “That is so...funny, I remember one day while you were making a presentation thinking, I was thinking, if I were a girl, I’d go after that guy and now here we are. I got tits” He didn’t say anything, just leaned forward kissing me on the lips. But this wasn’t like any kiss I had ever had, it was searching and erotic, sexual in every way, lingering, containing. "Cum all ready," my mother shouted. "What's taking you so fuckin' long?" Shut up, bitch! If you hadn't been fucked so many times maybe I'd cum sooner. Maybe I should go elsewhere for a fuck." No! No! I didn't mean it. I love your cock. Oh, baby, you make me feel so good. I only want you to fuck me. You're the best." Yeah right! Be quiet and try to tighten your fuckin' cunt. I don't need to hear your bullshit."The man's strong arms were wrapped around my mother's legs, hugging them to his chest. Tonight.I found some body wash so I decided to use that. It was then I realizedthat my legs were not as smooth as they were yesterday. I figured thatChristina must've shaved on Monday before I came here. Since I wasplanning on wearing a skirt today, I figured i'd shave my legs. I foundthe shaving cream and a pair of pink razors on the shower wall. I wonderwhich one is mine and which one is Cindy's. I didn't have time for anguessing game so I just took one.I put my foot on the tub wall. I hadn't. Two nights later I woke up screaming with a horrible pain in my side. By the time the adult, probably asleep on night duty, got the lights turned on and to my bed, my sheets were soaked in my blood. I later found out at the hospital I had been stabbed by a knife. Fortunately after that I was never sent back to a group home. ————— But here I was in my new home with both a foster mother and foster father. Both paying me more attention then I had ever had including sleeping with me in my bed.