Check the kitchen

Lauren's door creaked open. A moment later Lauren stuck her head out, looking back and forth down the hallway. It looked like no one was about. Perfect! She crept out of the room. She was bare naked except for what she could cover with her arms, which was barely anything. One wedged over her chest, the other cupping her crotch, both gripping so tight it hurt as she hunched over, looking about like a frightened animal. She had to find her mother and get clothes!

Lauren headed towards the kitchen, figuring her mother would be there. She rounded the counter and sure enough, there was her mother at the stove... and her Step-Brother Daryl with his father at the table!

Daryl was 18, and a total loser in Lauren's eyes. She'd had complete disdain for him since their parents had gotten together, and that disdain had only grown as she'd learned he was a total little perv! A half dozen times he'd obviously tried to catch her changing or walk in on her in the bathroom. Luckily, Lauren was much to careful for that sort of thing, and he had never managed to see anything.

Lauren froze. Unfortunately, Daryl looked up and saw her. His eyes bugged out and cereal comically fell from his mouth as he stared at Lauren in shock.

"LAUREN?!"