Chapter 22: June Roberts, 32, Mimi’s mom...

June’s home was a two-bedroom ranch, similar to, but a little smaller than Kitty’s. The two women sat in the kitchen sipping chicory. Both women wore shorts and tees.

Mimi was in her room. “Probably surfing porn. I tried to put a filter on it, but the little cunt’s too smart. Smarter than me, anyway.”

“Well, kids learn early these days.”

June looked like Mimi’s older sister. Same blonde hair, fresh-scrubbed face, slender body. Quite the contrast with Kitty’s dark Cajun coloring.

June winked at her, “So you were an early bloomer too?”

Kitty found herself liking the straightforward, practical woman, “Yep. My brothers saw to that. We played a lot of doctor and nurse when we were alone. Doctors — there were two of them.”

June nodded pleasantly — it was a not uncommon game in many Sausalito households. “Well, like I said on the phone, you seemed to have turned out all right.”

“Yeah, I can’t complain. Well, I mean ... Jared — he was just wrong, leading Mimi and the other three along with fake Gummy Bears.”

June grinned, “Well, it was pretty creative. And, it worked.”

Kitty felt a mild urge to make the woman feel better about Mimi. Or, maybe just feel okay with the situation.

“Look, here’s the truth about my blowjob career. Me an’ my brothers used to get naked, feel each other up. Then Mickey learned about blowjobs so they had me sucking them.”

“Did they reciprocate?”

“Martie licked me once in a while, but it was mainly on me.”

“Typical.”

“Yeah, then Mickey had his first wet dream. Acourse he couldn’t wait to cum in my mouth.”

“Acourse.” June spoke as if it were the most natural outcome in the world. “How old was he?”

“Old enough to cum. But, I didn’t like it. Didn’t like the taste, didn’t like the idea. I thought it was nasty, like he was peeing in my mouth.”

“I understand.”

“Acourse the more I didn’t want it, the more he did. So he and Martie would hold me down, and Mickey would jerk off in my mouth.”

June shrugged, “Did they hurt you? Were you scared?”

Kitty shrugged back, “They didn’t hurt me — it was the idea I hated the most. And no, I wasn’t scared — jess mad.”

June smiled, “Tell me the happy ending.”

“Pretty soon, Martie could cum — so I jess stopped fighting them. Then one morning — it was a Saturday — something clicked. I didn’t hate it anymore. And by then I was so used to the taste of cum — well, when I saw how much they loved cuming in my mouth, I began to enjoy making them happy. They were still my brothers, but older.” She shrugged, “I thought they were cool.”

“And you got better and better at it.”

Kitty nodded, “That I did. Then Mama came home early one day and caught us. I had Martie in my mouth and my head was just bobbing away. Mickey was waiting for another turn.”

June chuckled — it was easy to picture the scene.

“She sat us all down on the sofa — Martie was terrified; Mickey — he seemed a little nervous, but more curious than worried.”

“Now, that’s interesting.”

“Yeah, looking back, it was interesting. But Mama talked mostly to me. First, did they force me?”

“And you didn’t rat them out.”

“No, never even crossed my mind. By then the three of us were — oh, happy with each other. I don’t mean they let me hang out with them, but when we were alone...”

June nodded, “I understand.”

Kitty grinned, “Besides by then, Martie had come to love licking pussy so...”

“So that was an added benefit for you.”

“Yep. Anyway, Mama sent them off so she could talk just with me. She didn’t try to lecture me, didn’t make excuses for Mickey and Martie — just said that boys had needs. And if I didn’t mind getting them off, then she was okay with it too. Just so long as...”

“As you didn’t get knocked up.”

“Exactly. And when my brothers brought their buddies home, Mama laid down a rule. I could take care of two friends for Mickey, two for Martie. But that was the limit.”

“Six in all. She didn’t want you to get a slut-rep.”