FYOP/Scenario Chamber/Girl Next Door/0010
“I was just helping your mom with the groceries.”
Amber seems to accept this at face value, offering no follow up questions regarding the orgasmic moaning.
“You’re such a kiss-ass,” Amber says with a wink, then springs over to take the last of the groceries from the open trunk. As she bends down to retrieve the bags, the dark of the trunk is illuminated by a flicker of electricity skirting her temples – it appears as though mechanical faults run in the family. After Amber recovers from this brief disturbance, she bounds back into the house. Her mother gives you a conspiratorial smile and follows, her voluptuous backside jiggling with a brief hip-malfunction.
You follow her into the kitchen where the two droids stare at you with bright smiles, apparently locked in some sort of idling state. After a moment of awkward silence, the mother unfreezes and asks, “A-Amber, d-don’t you have some homeworrrrk you need to finish?”
Amber rolls her big, blue eyes, one getting momentarily stuck, giving her a crazed expression when she mutters, “Yeah, yeah…” Looking to you, she adds, “Hey, come upstairs with me, I w-wanted to ask you something…”
Her mother cuts in, “Ammmmmber, y-you neeeed to study!”