Returning my gaze to her, trying to ignore the reality that my mother was licking her cunt while we chatted, "Is that so?" I asked, realizing I was playing right into her game. Yet, I couldn't leave, my feet felt magnetically held to the floor.

Katrina interrupted, "Thanks Victoria. I have my own live-in cunt licker now."

"You're welcome," I replied, adding, "At least now you have someone you're in charge of unlike being the bimbo follower you're to Olivia."

"Bitch," Katrina weakly shot back.

"Oh, that hurts coming from a bimbo bitch," I countered.

Carrie interrupted our ridiculous banter as she screamed, "Yessssssss."

I again looked over to see...