Helen's idea.

Camilla sat in the kitchen, staring out the window into the night. Her dark brown hair fell over her shoulders as she turned her head towards the living room. She could hear everyone chatting away, droning out the sound of the television. It was clear that Helen and Thomas were ready to start the movie but everyone wanted to talk first and catch up.

"Come on," Helen's voice drifted through the entryway, "I want to start the movie!"

"Oh calm down," a young lady's voice answered, "it's not like we all get to see each other as a big group that often."

"Trust me," Thomas said, "Once we start the movie there's a fun surprise coming."

"Oh, did you order pizza?"

"Something like that."

Eventually everyone started to settle down. Camilla took a deep breath and stood up, grabbing the bowls of chips, one in each hand. She heard the tv change and what sounded like music that would play over movie credits. Trembling slightly, she walked into the living room and tried to put a cheery smile on her face.

"Hey, I have snacks for everyone," she announced.

She was greeted to a round of giggles and laughter before one of the teens bemusedly asked "oh my god, why are you naked?"

"Oh don't mind that," Camilla answered, carrying the two bowls further into the room. She could feel a blush settling into her face but did everything in her power to not show any further embarrassment. Thomas and Helen sat in chairs across from each other while two teen girls and a boy sat on the couch together. She knew that they were her son's and daughter's classmates but couldn't remember their names off the top of her head.

Thomas's hand covered a smirk on his mouth while Helen openly looked at her mom with an expression that said "you can't possibly act like you're not embarrassed all night, can you?"

Camilla dropped the bowls of chips off at the end tables on each side of the couch, knowing that the full room had gotten a clear look at her C cup breasts and trimmed pubic hair. Keeping the smile on her face like nothing was the matter she said that she would bring popcorn in a moment and asked if anyone wanted a drink.

"Umm, do you have any Seven-up?" The boy asked.

"Will Sprite work?"

"...sure."

She turned around and headed back to the kitchen, practically feeling every eye in the room on her round firm butt. She knew her hips were a little big but she had done her best to stay in shape since the divorce.

Once she was back in the kitchen she could hear everyone start laughing again. She put a bag of popcorn in the microwave and turned to get a can of soda from the refrigerator.

I guess that wasn't all THAT bad, she thought. I can make it through this okay.