But then, she chuckled. What a gorgeous girl she was, with a more squared face, a chiseled jawline, and a wide, full-lipped mouth that was really tempting to look at. I felt on my tongue how wet she already was, and I let it slide inside her tight entrance a couple of times. I tried not to read too much into the situation, and I was no expert on teenage girl behavior, but they seemed excessively close at times…
I kept that suspicion to myself as Mom finally got her family time. “You can let me down on my feet now. When I got to the house around 6:30 that first Monday, she was splayed on the living room couch, in a combination of loose tank top and shorts, with her colorful bra absolutely visible in a vibrant tone of yellow. Although wearing no makeup, with tiny little cracks on her full lips and disheveled hair, the girl looked exquisite, to say the least…
Fuck. I didn’t want the judgment. Later that night, when dinner was done and the girls went to Allie’s bedroom, Mom got to the point of apologizing to me for dinner, mentioning Angelica came from a broken, problematic family and that she felt sorry for her, even though her constant presence at the house was bothersome.
