”“I wasn’t playing a game.”“I wasn’t either. I’m as serious as I can be, and I’ll tell you to your face - I love you, Guy Borelli.”I...took her hand and she laced her fingers with mine so tight, I looked at her. “I love you, Julia. If I were old enough, I would change your last name to Borelli.”“Before we go inside where everyone is, I want to ask a favor.”“Sure.”“Will you let me be with you and Rachel, each time you fuck all the women of your group - especially the new ones that are coming. Thinking about parents doing it was just gross, even if Mom was very attractive. I think I had more friends wanting to come to my house from my mother than to see me. I was always known for being the k** with the hot mother. But she was just my mom to me, though watching her play with herself was quite stimulating and was probably why I left so quickly. I shouldn't be turned on by my mom even if she was playing with herself.On the way to my room I stopped at the linen closet and grabbed a hand. Rav was like that when he was small" they all watched Zara shriek as a clap of thunder shook the room, her eyes wide she looked at her mama with a big grin on her face. Zara went over and nuzzled Bitsy "Barto Bear?" Bitsy looked in confusion at Zara "no Barto Bear isn't here sweetie." Zara shook her head "Barto Bear owwwie all gone?" In surprise Bitsy nodded "Barto Bear is all better now." Zara smiled purred at Bitsy then went back to watching the storm. Natalie frowned "what happened to. Deandra’s eyes grew heavy with exaggerated makeup that was dark. Herlips blossoming out and becoming full and thick covered in a deep redlipstick. Her blush was a bit heavy but she now liked wearing her makeupstyle that matched her namesake on her collar, slut. Her tomboyish face also changed shape, to the face with a dirty, promiscuous look to it that would make any pornstar envious. The Man rises fromhis chair and moves around to the other side of the desk and sits in thechair. The sign that.