My mom’s name was Maggie. She giggled when the Monster sort of jumped out. Indian Sex .”
But then she let me tug her undies down and even lifted up so that I could do it. Instead, I said, “Guys like Alice more than you?”
I just didn’t believe it. “Is she in charge of me?”
“How about this,” Carl suggested. Some guys are huge, I guess, like almost fourteen inches.”
She’s like so smart, I guess. “He tore at my blouse and ripped three of the buttons off it.”
I didn’t know what to say, so I said, “I’m so sorry.”
“He got his hand in my bra before I scratched his face.”
“You scratched his face!”
I laughed, while she giggled and wiped her tears with the back of her hand. “You won’t stick it in me?”
“Not if you don’t want.”
“Mom mom says the first time hurts.”
“It does?”
She grinned at me. I’m sorry, mom.”
He had taught me to admit when I was wrong and to apologize to my mother. I helped Cara with my brothers, my half-brothers, really. “Grandpa?”
“We go to the beach practically every day for two weeks, too, when we go.”
“And he saw your boobs everyday?”
“Yup, whole bunch of guys did, too. “What about aunty Cara?” I suggested.
