Check out Amy's room
From Torg Adventure
"Let's check out Amy's room," you tell Gwen confidently. "Something tells me I- we'll get lucky there."
"You really think so, Max?" Gwen's voice is earnest. "I really want to find out what is going on here, so that Amy and I can go back to being best friends." Without waiting for a reply, she heads over to Amy's bedroom door. The door is shut, as most of your family members had gotten in the habit of shutting them, whether they were in them or not.
Gwen goes up to the door and puts her hand on the knob. "Well, we'll see if it's locked or not." She takes a dramatic deep breath, and then turns the handle.
It twists in her hand and makes a satisfying click as the door opens just a little. You were pretty sure it was left unlocked, as you were the last person to be in it. Actually, check that. Lisa said she had gone in there before visiting you in the shower. But she wouldn't have had a reason to lock it when she left, either. Gwen looks at you and smiles triumphantly, then pushes the door open and steps inside. You follow behind her.
"Wow," Gwen says breathlessly, looking around as she enters the room. You close the door behind you as you keep close on her heels. "I think we hit the evidence jackpot." She turns to you and wrinkles her nose a little. "Although it smells kind of like the locker room at school in here."
The room did contain a certain... musk in the air. As Gwen has also said, it contained a treasure trove of evidence, above and beyond what it smelled like. Your sisters' sexy dresses, bras, and Sam's panties were laying scattered on the floor, right between Gwen and the well-messed bed. Which suddenly made you think about your clothes from last night. They are lying right where you left them, more or less next to the chair you had started off sitting in. Fortunately, that is off to the side, and not in the direction Gwen is looking. So while Gwen walks purposely to the various items of clothing discarded by Sam and Amy last night, you detour over to that chair and kick your clothes under Amy's nearby dresser.
Gwen bends over as you finish hiding your clothes, and stands up holding a black bra. "This must be Amy's," she says. At that size, it definitely wasn't Sam's. Gwen holds it up to her chest and frowns. "Even though I finally got boobies, I'll never be this big." She bends over again. Since you're not looking so distracted with tampering with the evidence at this point, you have a chance to appreciate how your shirt stretches out over Gwen's pert ass as she leans over. This suddenly has become your favorite shirt.
When Gwen stands up, this time she had Sam's red bra. She holds it up to her chest, just as she had Amy's earlier. "I probably won't even be as big as Sam," she laments, before dropping Sam's bra absently. Then she bends over again, picking up Sam's sexy red panties. Sam had kicked them over near you last night, but they appeared to have ended up back with her clothes at some point. "But at least we've got our evidence now."
You shrug. "Evidence of what, though? Maybe they were just having a sleepover in Amy's room?"
Gwen looks at you like you're being stupid. "Girls don't wear stuff like this to sleepovers, Max." She shakes Sam's panties in your direction. "At least not to any of the ones my mom let me have." She looks at the soft undergarment. "And this doesn't look like anything Sam would wear under normal circumstances."
You can't really argue with her logic. At least, thus far. "Well, you said that Amy liked girls. Maybe Sam does, too? Maybe it's just the two of them?"
Gwen frowns, a look of concentration on her face as she looks around. "Maybe. But Sam doesn't really seem the type to be into girls. I know she's had some boy crushes, but I haven't heard anything about her liking other women." She steps closer to the bed and starts studying it closely. "Aha!" You see her reach down. When her hand comes up, she's holding one of the wrapped condoms that Amy had pulled out of her backpack last night. Gwen turns to face you triumphantly. "If it was just Amy and Sam, they wouldn't need condos, would they?"
"Condoms," you say, correcting her automatically, even as you curse yourself for not cleaning up better before you left Amy's room this morning. Although this set up circumstances was kind of hard to foresee. And you had gotten yourself into this mess by directing Gwen to this room.
"'Condoms'," Gwen repeats carefully. "Are you sure? I thought it was 'condos'?" Then she shakes her head. "It doesn't matter how you say it- even though I'm pretty sure I was right. But this proves there was a boy here last night! You only need condos if a boy and a girl are having sex, and don't want to have a baby!" Then she pauses. "Or, if they don't feel like standing up when they do it."
"Yeah, I guess maybe there was a boy here," you concede reluctantly. Gwen was proving to be too good an investigator for her own good.
Gwen drops the condom, where it lands on top of the assorted lingerie. "Now we just have to see if we can figure out who it was. See if you can find any clues about that over there, Max." She starts searching the bed.
You make a show of looking around you. "We've proved that Sam and Amy are both sleeping with some guy. Isn't that enough for you to at least have something to approach Amy with?"
"Maybe," Gwen says, digging through the sheets. "But it would help if I could find something about the boy they were sleeping with. Maybe I could talk to him about not taking my cousin away from me." She sits up and shrugs. "At least, it's another part of the mystery that needs to be solved. She sighs then. "I don't see anything, though. How about you, Max?"
"Nope, nothing here." You can't see any sign of the clothes you had left here yesterday, although you'd have to retrieve them from under the dresser at some point. Other than that, you didn't think there were any more possible clues you could have left behind.
"Poo!" Gwen exclaims, crossing her arms over her chest. "We were making such good progress, too. I really, really wanted to find out everything about this case."
Gwen had already found out more than you had expected. Bringing her to Amy's room probably wasn't the best idea after all. You're lucky that she hadn't seen your clothes, or found some other evidence incriminating you. And it's probably best that you get her out of Amy's room as soon as possible before she does manage to stumble upon something that would get you into trouble. You're not sure what you were thinking when you suggested searching Amy's room.
Actually, you do know what you had been thinking; you'd been thinking it ever since you had pulled Gwen out of the shower, and seen the way her clothes had been stuck to her young, nubile body. Possibly even before then, if you wanted to be honest. You were thinking that you could somehow turn this investigation into something a little more intimate between you and Gwen. Assuming you decided anything as risky as that, though, how would you go about it? It's not like you could just start putting the moves on your inexperienced young cousin. You had to do something to change this more from an investigation to a seduction.
Try to get Gwen out of Amy's room, or try to find a way to seduce Gwen? Something else?
