Dinner. -Work in Progress-

-Work in Progress-

Sam's mother, Beth, greets Alvin and Alisa in what looks like an outfit taken straight from a thrift shop. Wearing a cheetah shirt layered over with a blue denim jacket, and dark jeans, she waves them inside their warm looking home. Again, much like Sam, Alvin had never noticed her mother up until this point, but she has light brown, cascading ringlet hair that fell just over her shoulders, blue eyes, and a MILF-like figure with two D-Cup breasts.

They are then escorted into the dinning room where Sam and her father, Eric, are already patiently waiting with the food sitting out on the table, untouched. Eric was a big man. Not fat, but tall and well-toned. He isn't much to look at other than his bald head and brown eyes. Currently he is wearing a simple shirt and jeans.

Much like the other times they've dinned with them, Alvin and Alisa thank them for having them over for dinner. Taking their seats, Alvin sits next to Sam while Alisa takes a corner opposite of Beth and next of Eric who sits at the end of the table rectangular table. Then the festivities commence. The house is so filled with cherry laughter and pleasantries. Alisa plays her part and tosses out suggestive jokes and further lightning the overall mood. Although Beth seems to appear troubled by Alisa's blatant erotic conversation topics, Eric and Sam simply go along with it and laugh.

Meanwhile, Alvin has found himself in a tough situation. Sitting next to him was Sam, his long term friend. The last two hours he's has been thinking the best way to get her to submit, but his ideas so far seem to **** given the current state of things. If she was slightly more affected, then he would have a much better chance.