Clean the kitchen

Their mother turns on the washing machine and then looks back at her half naked children. "Now, before you go rushing off anywhere I want this mess cleaned up."

Rose nods, "okay mom." She agrees heading for the door.

"Now." Their mother adds sternly.

"Can't we put some clothes on first?" Mike asks in shock.

"If I let you out this kitchen you'll find some excuse not to come back." Their mother replies. "You'll clean the kitchen now." As she talks she grabs a pair of sponges from under the sink and a bucket of hot water. "I'm going to be in the front room. Call me when you're done and I shall inspect it."

As their mother walks out the door Mike and Rose both exchange glances, embarrassment etched on both of their faces as they pick up the sponges and begin to clean, Rose on the floor and Mike at the table. You smile to yourself as you notice both of them casting furtive glances at the others half naked body. The joy of teenage hormones.