Lisa storms into the kitchen
From Torg Adventure
The sound of stiletto heals clicking loudly on tile draws all of your attention away from your food. You turn as one to see Lisa stride angrily into the kitchen, dressed sluttily, even for her, and especially for this early in the day. She's wearing heals with enough height on them to make you dizzy, but not enough to keep you from noticing how skimpy her dress is. The smell of perfume is enough to momentarily overwhelm the food smells going on now.
Your mom looks a little stunned at Lisa's appearance, but does manage to hold up Lisa's burger for her. "We got you something to eat."
Lisa doesn't even break her long, leggy stride as she heads for the back door, nor deign to look at anything other than the exit. "No time to eat. I'm going out to get fucked and have all kinds of orgasms." And with that, she is through the back door, and then lets it slam behind her.
Your mother stares slack-jawed at the door for a moment, then turns back to the table, shaking her head. "I have no idea what that is about at all." Still holding Lisa's burger in one hand, she puts the last portion of a mozzarella stick in her mouth.
"I don't want to know what that's about," Sam says disdainfully, taking the last bite of her burger.
"I kind of want to know what that was about," Amy says wistfully. She turns her gaze from the backdoor to look towards the ceiling. "Mom, can I be excused? There's something I need to do in my room." She starts to push her chair back.
"You're not done eating yet, young lady," your mom reminds your sister. "Eat."
Looking a little disappointed, Amy moves her chair back and picks up her hotdog, shoving the remaining few inches into her mouth, and almost making herself choke in the process. Sam giggles at her, covering her own mouth with her hand.
Your mom glares at Sam. "You think it's funny that your sister is choking on a wiener, Sam?"
This causes Sam to giggle again, louder. Her hand presses over her mouth now for a second while she composes herself. "Sorry, Mom, no. I was thinking of something else at the time."
Amy glares at her sister too, although her face is red. She's clearly got too much in her mouth right now, and isn't sure what to do with it.
"For God's sake, Amy, don't spit it out," your mom admonishes her youngest daughter. "Swallow!"
Sam clamps her hand over her mouth again, and you see a tear start rolling down her reddened face now as she tries to avoid laughing out loud. Your mom apparently chooses to ignore this, focusing her attention on Amy. For her part, Amy puts a determined look on her face, and manages to somehow chew the mass of food she has in her mouth, before swallowing it.
Your mom looks at Amy, satisfied now that her daughter isn't going to choke to death. Then she looks at the back door again. "Something is clearly wrong with your sister, girls. She walked out without even eating her burger. What do we do under these circumstances?"
"We eat their food," Sam answers promptly. She picks up her knife and hands it to her mom.
"Damn straight," your mother agrees, accepting the knife. She unwraps Lisa's burger and cuts it into three equal portions. "Max, you still have plenty of food left, so the three women will split this." A little bit of cheese oozes out of the inside of the burger as your mom cuts it, but it's had a bit of time to congeal now. Your mom hands their share to Sam and Amy. Despite her earlier attempted rush to leave the table, Amy accepts her portion and starts eating it eagerly. Sam does as well, and you're reminded that you still have a good portion of your burger left.
Amy finishes her part of the burger quickly, then opens her mouth to say something. She pauses, then grabs two more french fries, dunks them in her mayonaisse, and crams them in her mouth, chewing them quickly and swallowing before talking again.
"Okay, finished now, Mom. Can I go to my room?" She has her hands on her chair, in preparation of moving it back.
Your mom glances at Amy, just finishing up her part of the stuffed burger. She then grabs what is left of her bleu-cheese burger. "Sure, you've cleaned your plate. Go."
Amy gets up quickly and starts heading towards the living room door, which leads to the stairs up to the next level. She stops halfway there and turns around, coming back to get her shopping bags.
"Just what caused you two to go shopping this early in the day, anyway?" Your mom says between bites of her burger.
"Oh, nothing," Amy says, blushing a little. She has a deer-in-the-headlights type look, though.
"Just some new stuff to wear around the house, Mom," Sam says, grabbing the last onion ring in front of her. "We needed some new casualwear."
Your mom looks at Sam. "Hopefully something a tad more feminine than sweatsuits and the like?"
Sam smiles. "A tad."
Amy blushes a little. "Gotta go," she mumbles hurriedly, and heads upstairs.
Sam grabs a fallen piece of onion that had fallen on the wrapper in front of you and eats it. "Yeah, I should bring my stuff upstairs too," she says thoughtfully. She gets up, retrieves her shopping bags, and heads after Amy.
You finish up the last of your burger. It took you a while, but then again you didn't eat any fries or onion rings like the others were.
"If you're finished, Max, you can be excused as well," your mother says. "It's not like there's really anything to clean up."
"Thanks, Mom," you tell her, getting to your feet. You turn to head upstairs.
"Wait, one second, Max," your mom says. You turn back towards her. "Kiss your mom before you go."
You walk over to her and kiss her quickly on the lips. She smiles at you and ruffles your hair, then licks her lips. "Mmm... bacon and mayo. Sam may have been on to something." Then she looks at you again. "All, right, scoot. Otherwise, I'll make you clean up even this little mess."
Dismissed, you head up to your room, even if you are tempted to give your mother another taste of bacon and mayo. You notice that Sam and Amy's doors are both shut. You're intrigued by what you heard about their shopping earlier today. Although you also wonder why Amy was so anxious to get back to her room after Lisa's strange departure. You're thankful that Lisa didn't create a scene while you were there, as that could have been awkward, but you realize that may not be the end of it. And the idea of your slutty sister going out to get fucked by some guy doesn't make you particularly happy, even if you did turn her down for sex earlier today. You're probably the reason for her leaving like she did. Part of you want to go out and try to find Lisa, probably at some nearby bar or club. On the other hand, you have your other two sisters here, who may have something planned for you. At least it sounded like Sam might. You're not sure exactly what was going on with Amy. She seemed awfully curious about why Lisa left like she did.
Wait, visit Sam and/or Amy, or go out looking for Lisa? Or something else?
