“Mmmm, that looks nice.” I purred as I unhooked my bra and let it fall to the caravan floor. “Do you like my tits?” The boys nervously nod...ed. Jonny and Khalid were still in front of me but Fletcher was sitting slightly behind getting a good view of my arse as well as a side view of my tits. “Get your cocks out and I’ll show you my tattoo!” I teased as I unbuttoned the side of my skirt. Khalid quickly whipped his out closely followed by Fletcher. Their cocks looked gorgeous; Khalids’ was. He always had weird people coming in and out of his place and was always bumming something off of mom or me. I almost think he was a drug dealer. I didn't at that time know what it was my mother saw in him. A few weeks before midterms I was studying for the exam in my dorm when mom called. Not to seem rude, I answered and went on reading while having a half-way conversation. “You are going to show up for the reunion, right Brandon?” she asked, “I don’t want to answer any awkward questions about. Sally? I saw her a couple of times. On both occasions we had blazing rows. Correction: on both occasions I called her a cheating little slut and she retaliated. Civil discussions between us appeared to be impossible.I was surprised she didn't shack up with Robert straight away; she didn't move in with him until some months after I kicked her out of the house. Whose flat she'd been staying at in the meantime, I don't know. But the guy I hired to watch her said she moved in with Robert right. " If you say so."The doorbell rang and we opened the door to Christian and Faith, who werecordial but distant. When I told them what was for dinner, theyexchanged glances and Faith spoke first, then her husband."Why are we here, Melissa? I know you must hate me." When I came to work on Monday I was waiting all day to get fired. Ialmost didn't come in at all."I looked at Christian."I did ask Mike to fire you. But then Mike asked me to marry him, and Idecided it wasn't your fault, and Faith.