“I was thirsty,” I lied and made my way to her. “I went to grab a glass of cold orange juice.”“I see.”My mouth was completely dry and my h...art rate was through the roof. I needed to lay down and touch something solid. I needed to let it anchor me, because I was turning paranoid; I could swear there was something more, something dark and knowing in Kate’s eyes.For a moment, I wondered if she actually knew, if she had caught onto what I had been doing, but bidding her time, waiting for the. “Will this change us, Jason?”“How do you mean?”“Well,” she started, hand on her hip, naked and sexy in her casualness. “Will it change our relationship with each other? Or with our friends?”“Good strong relationships are always changing,” I said sincerely, “but the strong ones get stronger. Good ones get better,” I paused. “If we didn’t have a good bond between us, and with our friends, we couldn’t do this, couldn’t be who we are.” She waited. “Will it change, sure. But I expect it’ll be. Lucy seemed be pretty happywith how well her camp had gone, but interjected that she was 'clearlythe only real artist there'. Naturally, I agreed. You learn quicklythat the diva gets what the diva wants.I ordered for everybody while Lucy and Matt exchanged banter about theirday. It took everything I had to keep up the guise of their mother,considering that my real body just told me they might be getting a littletoo comfortable. My head was throbbing slightly from the drinks I hadthat. I rolled her over and got on my hands and knees straddling her head, spreading her thighs with my hands I licked down through her soft hair and flicked her clit with my tongue before gluing my lips to her pussy and working my tongue in her honey hole."Yessss brother" she said softly before taking my dick in her hand and guiding it into her warm mouth. I ran my hands around the outside of her firm thighs and cupped a muscular cheek in each hand pushing her pussy up to my hungry mouth. She sucked.