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face. “I love quiet.”
Alissa half smiled. “Quiet gets lonely,” she answered.
“Yes, it does,” Mitch said, reaching over her for a piece of pizza. He made sure that his arm slid across her nipples and Alissa shivered at his touch. The two of them were laughing and eating pizza, not paying attention to anything but each other when Mitch looked up at the door. He had been tickling Alissa and coping a feel at the same time, but when he looked up at the doorway his entire demeanor changed.
There stood Angel watching him tickle her all but naked daughter who was sitting on her bed with her legs spread far apart, exposing her pussy.
Angel smiled at the two of them and Alissa looked at her mother. “I just wanted to see if you wanted anything else to eat,” she said to Alissa.
“No,” Alissa shook her head and pointed to the pizza box. “Mitch already took care of that.”
Mitch did not move. He felt as if he was a deer in headlights. He feared that Angel would go downstairs and tell John what she had seen and that he would completely freak out. He was amazed at what actually happened.
Angel walked over to her daughter and kissed her on the forehead, pulled on the top of her gown so that it showed more of her breasts then turned back to the door. Just as she was getting ready to walk out of the room, she turned and looked at Alissa. “Don’t you to stay up too late,” she said and then walked out of the room.
Mitch’s chin dropped open. He had never seen anything like that in his life. It was as if she was giving him permission to fuck her daughter; no questions asked. There was no pause to question what was going on between the two of them, no thought that he should not be in her bed with her just the idea that they would say up too late.
Mitch looked at Alissa, his mouth was still open, but no words were coming out. Alissa started laughing at him. She knew how odd it was that her mother did not say a word about the way that she was dressed in front of a man that was old enough to be her father. She knew it was odd that Angel had not screamed for her husband to come kill the man that was feeling up her daughter when she walked into the room, but that was just how her mother was and how she had always been.
“Don’t act so surprised,” Alissa said, pushing Mitch’s shoulder. “Did you think I was lying when I told you that they were messed up?”
Mitch shook his head and looked at Alissa. “I might have thought you were being a bit dramatic,” he replied. “But to tell you the truth, no, I did not think that she would come in here, find me with my hand up your night gown and you almost naked, and tell us not to stay up too late.”
He shook his head as he tried to figure out what had just happened. “What is wrong with your mother?” he asked.
Alissa just laughed at him. It was good to know that someone else thought that she was messed up too. They watched television together for most of the night until they fell, Alissa was in Mitch’s arms with her head on his chest.
Sometime during the night one of her parents had come to place a blanket over the two of them, but Alissa had no idea until the next morning and she still had no clue which one it was. In a way she hoped that it was not John. She thought about how it would hurt him to find her laying on Mitch the way that she was, her nightgown hiked up around her waist and his knee pressed between her thighs.
As she lay in the bed waiting for everyone else to wake up she turned to her side and began thinking about what a strange life she did live. She wondered if there was anyone else out there that would understand exactly what she had been through. Mitch was a nice guy, but he was not the type of man that she intended to spend more than the summer with.
She wanted to meet someone who did not know who she was and had no idea who her family was, she wanted to start over. As she was thinking she felt Mitch move in the bed. He slid against