Bringing a girl home who was not a girlfriend and then seeing Mom’s eyes light up with a predatory gleam was the first clue. Karen was here for a school graduation project and I didn’t realize how many buttons she would punch for my currently unattached lesbian Mom.
I know Mom paid her some attention, but I hadn’t thought through Karen being eighteen. I was surprised when she disappeared into Mom’s bedroom, but I shouldn’t have been. The noises from there were incredible! I was torn between remembering it was my mother or masturbating to the sounds. Jerking-off won, messily!
