Finish up so you can knock out some chores.

"No reason to be lazy." Beth said to herself with a determined nod. She ran through her shower quickly, soap, rinse, lather shave, and finally shutting off the water to dry herself.
She pulled on {if Shame < 50
}a thong {if Dat Ass =1
}that nearly disappeared between her round cheeks{endif
}{else
}some yoga pants{if Dat Ass =1
}that pleasantly hugged her ample ass{endif
}{endif
} and a white t-shirt{if Tatas = 1
}that didn't do a great job hiding her big chest. {endif
}, and then she gathered the scattered bits of discarded clothing that so often accumulated around the bedroom and added them to the overflowing hamper.
A few minutes later, as she was putting in the first load, her phone buzzed with a call from Brian. Beth answered.
{if Shame < 30
}"What's up?" {elseif Shame < 70
}"Hey baby. What's going on?" {else
}"Hi, babe! Did you need something, or just miss me already?" {endif
}
"Hey, babe. I just got off the phone with Kyle." Kyle was Brian's little brother, who they had hoped would be the best man if he could get discharged from the Marines in time. "He's at LAX, just landed!"
{if Shame < 30
}"That's cool." Good. We don't have to scramble for a replacement. {elseif Shame < 70
}"Oh, that's great. I'm really happy for you that he's home." {else
}Beth smiled with joy. "Oh, baby! That's such good news."{endif
}
"Yeah. It's great news. So, listen{if Shame <50
}..."
Uh oh.
"...{else
}. {endif
}Kyle needs a place to crash for a while. So I told him he could sleep on our couch. I told him where the hide-a-key is."
Beth {if Shame < 50
}had trouble keeping the irritation out of her voice. "Brian! You should have asked me first if I was okay with that! What about your parents?"
"I'm sorry. It's just..." his voice sounded hesitant. {else
}felt a twinge of annoyance, but she smoothed it away. "Baby. We've talked about this. You have to ask me if stuff like this is okay before doing it. It's my home, too."
"I know...I'm sorry. I just didn't think it would be an issue so I just told him..."
Beth sighed. Some things are never going to change, are they? "Why can't he stay in Newport Beach with your parents?" There was a pregnant pause, and Beth got the sense that Brian was struggling with something.{endif
}"Listen...there's still a lot of...unresolved stuff between Kyle and my parents. Especially my dad." Beth blinked in surprise. Brian had never mentioned any of this before. "I don't want to get into details but it's just better for everyone if Kyle can...deal with that at his own pace."
"Ok...it's fine I guess.{if Shame < 50
}" She looked down at her "outfit." {if Shame < 30
} Maybe I should greet him like this? That'd be fun. "{else
} Guess I should put on more than a thong, huh? "{endif
}{endif
} I'll talk to you later.{if Shame > 30
} I love you."
"Love you too."{else
}"
"Ok, I love you."
"Yeah, you too." Beth hung up. {endif
}