“Leonor Allan, so help me if you waste my”—she checks her watch—“twelve and a half minutes by sitting here doing nothing but giggling like a goofball?—“
“Goofball?” I snort. “Who even are you right now?”
Justine sits a little taller but starts giggling too. “Your mama, that’s who! And I’ve been waiting a million years for you to get with those boys, so you better tell me everything as fast as you can so I don’t have to show up at your apartment and ask them myself.”
They’d tell her, too.
With way,waytoo many details, but Lucky and Pete would spill everything to Justine with one stink eye from her. Then she’d know that Lucky came inside me right before I passed Pete’s cum frommy mouth to histhen watched as he tongued it into my pussy. Even though that might be the hottest thing to happen to me so far, I don’t really wantmy mamato know that.
“Ohthis is going to be good. Look how red you’re getting!”
I glance down at my chest to see it is in fact as red as a tomato, then laugh nervously as if Justine will be able to start hearing my thoughts. I wouldn’t put it past her, not this woman, so I should probably switch to thinking about our last holiday with Mark’s grandma instead. The one when her boob fell out of her nightgown while she got into a walker fight with her roommate at the nursing home. But, I just rip the bandaid off and tell her what she wants to hear. “You know I’m with both of them, right?”
She nods like a bobble head. “Mmhmm. So spicy.”
“Justine!” I snort again. “How do you know anything about spicystuff?”
“I read! I love those romance books, the ones where she has more than one man. Only if they… what do they call it?Cross streamsor something?”
Oh my god.My face has to be on fire right now.
But I love Justine to death and don’t want her telling someone else she has a urine fetish when she probably means something pretty different.
Hopefully.
It’s either that or she assumes everyone is a Ghostbuster, which is also incorrect if I’m following her line of thinking.
I don’t care what anyone else is into and won’t ever shame someone for it, but I don’t ever need to know if Justine and Pierre are into golden showers or Egon and Venkman role play.
“Crossing swords, Justine. You like that.”
I cover my face with my hands while I laugh uncontrollably, Justine clapping her hands together then pointing at me. “That’s it, I like when the men do that. But I read everything. Paranormal, fantasy, MF and MM. I read one recently where it was an all female group.Veryspicy. I love all that stuff.”
How did I not know this about her?
My pseudo-mama is into all the things, and I had no idea.
Not that I really wanted to know that, I might need to increase my therapy because of this chat actually but at least I don’t have to worry about any negativity when it comes to my relationships.
“Not to mention…” Justine arches a thin brow at me. “PierreisFrench, in case you’ve forgotten. It’s not just his kisses I’m sweet on, your daddy is a very passionate, talented man, and he has a huge?—“
“Stop!” I shriek as I cover my ears.
Blood related or not, I donotneed these kinds of details about the couple who all but legally adopted me over fifteen years ago.
NowI’m going to need more therapy.
It’s also cute that she’s gone back to referring to her and Pierre as my mama and daddy again. Justine hasn’t done that since… well, since before I died. I had no idea how much I missed it until right now.
“Ok, ok.” Justine rolls her eyes with a smile. “I won’t gross you out anymore, just know it’s perfectly normal and acceptable to still have wild passionate sex in your fifties.” I act like I’m gagging and she cracks up. “We’re supposed to be talking about your love life anyway, and now I only have”—another check of her watch—“seven minutes and fifteen seconds to do it.”
Ugh. “What do you want to know? I just told you I’m with Pete and Lucky now, and outside of that I’m not sure what to share.”
“We know Lucius can use those pretty lips, so, Peter’s a good kisser?”
I nod, trying like hell not to look crazy while I smile like an idiot.
“They’re both so tall, all of your boys are really, so I’m assuming that the two you’ve seen naked areblessed?”
