May I call you?”“Sure.”He didn’t call until Monday morning, though. “Sandy,” he said when she’d got on the phone, “this is Craig Schmi...t.”“Hello, Craig.”“Are you still mad at me?”“I wouldn’t say I was ever mad at you.” Not with her mom listening, she wouldn’t.“Well, maybe saying it would have helped. You know, you never told me that you thought that was our song.”It had been the first song they’d danced to. Sandy didn’t think she needed to point out things like that. ‘See that bright light up. Is that clear?”A third nod. He was, he suddenly realized, unfathomably hard.“Okay. Well, then...”“Wait,” Kathryn interjected. “Luke, are you okay with all of this? I don’t just mean her boundaries, I mean everything. Us springing this on you. Me being with her. You being with her. I know you two have talked about it in the past, but it’s a really big step in your relationship. And seeing me with someone else — in person, I mean — isn’t something you’ve had to face, either. I’ll freely admit. Is that asking too much?"Maureen Callahan was completely taken aback. Although her mother had never spoken ill of Vangie Collins, the girl had pieced together enough of the events during her infancy to have developed an abiding hatred for the woman. She had followed Mrs. Collins in the society pages and national magazines even after they had moved from New York to Illinois.Everything she had ever seen or read confirmed her opinion that Vangie Collins was a selfish airhead who cared nothing for. ’ ‘But did you like it?’ There was saliva between her buttocks, she could feel it. But it wasn’t as gross as she had assumed. It felt… neat. ‘Yes.’ ‘Then it’s okay. But for hygiene’s sake, we’ll do it on the sink.’ He picked her up by her waist and hoisted her onto the edge of the bathroom vanity, beside the sink. Once he got on his knees, her pussy was at the right height for him to lick. Once again he licked it all over, carefully. He drew her inner lips into his mouth and sucked on them,.