Does Becky suspect?

Becky splashed cold water on her face and a million questions and thoughts were running in her head.

Did the Kirks really want to have a threesome with her?

Was she stupid for going home? Should she go back?

*Becky's hand started to drift to her still wet pussy at the thought of that question but she pulled it back*

Why was her mom laying on the couch with a bunch of wine bottles? Was she naked under the blanket? Was she cheating on Dad?

Why did she seem different?

Should she tell her Mom about the Kirks?

While she was trying to figure things out her phone buzzed with a text. "Hey girl! You home yet? I'm so wired I can't sleep. I really want to tell you about my night. *heart* -Sara Jean.

Becky sighed and ignored it. She would call Sara Jean tomorrow. Without knowing what to do about anything Becky left the bathroom and went to see her Mom in the family room.

"Hey Mom. I know it's late but can we talk? I really don't want to wait til tomorrow."

"Sure hon. Here, have a glass of this. The Parker's told me they got a bottle for you as well"

Becky takes the glass from Hannah's outstretched hand. She smells it and puts it down without having a sip.

"Something kinda odd happened tonight. Do you remember you told me I can tell you anything?" Hannah nods and takes a sip of her wine, hoping to get Becky to have one as well. "Well it was a normal night at the Kirks house. They came home kinda early. They both seemed different. It's kinda like they had makeovers or something. Well, and then they---

*knock knock*

Becky jumped at the sound of someone knocking on their front door. Her heart started racing at thought that it might be the Kirks.

Hannah got up from the couch. "I'll get it hon. Just relax. Try some of that wine."

Hannah's eyes glowed red as she walked to the front door.