The Clean Up and the Wind Down

The siblings had tidied up the living room long before their parents returned home. Thankfully most of Ryan's juices were properly contained or eaten during the game. Still Ryan complained about cleaning up his own mess.

Once the girls were dressed, and Ryan's horniness didn't have any eye candy to latch onto, a deep hunger returned. Apparently, all those fluids needed replacing. So they went out to grab snacks and **** Ryan to pay for the girls Plan B. Ryan was upset, but not an idiot. He didn't have the money to take care of the two of them, not unless he wanted to stay living in his parents house for the rest of his life. They laughed and joked and even took their time. It was the closest they felt since Claire went off to college.

Claire had really missed these two. Claire knew that she had changed after heading to college. She cherished her friends, but forgot what she had in Ryan and Mia. There was a camaraderie that just wouldn't leave and somehow, all the fucked up shit they went through together tonight brought them closer. So, when they got home they kept chatting and joking. Ryan would continue his perverted antics for a while and sometimes the girls would play along. Eventually the conversation would slow and the the three would cuddle up on the couch and make silly jokes in Ryan's expense as he played a casual game on the television.

Their parents arrived home to a room full of laughter. "Hey guys, have a fun night?" Dad asked.

"Yeah, we just played thome games. You?" Claire responded for them, letting her lack of tongue control slip just as she thought she was mastering it.

"Oh. Did you get your tongue pierced honey?" Asked mom, raising her eyebrows to her husband in that 'can you believe it?' kind of way.

"Oh, yeah. I'm just exploring myself a little. I'm not sure if I'll keep it." But she did.

"Okay. We had a blast at your father's work party and your dad took me to a nice bar afterwards. What was it?"

"Dortellos." He responded. "Great whiskeys. Ryan, you'll love it when you turn 21." He would occasionally share a drink with his son even though he was underage.

"No doubt." Said Ryan, focusing on his game.

"They have good apps too." Mom replied. "I just couldn't get enough of that appetizer. The way they carmelized the brussel sprouts, just wow! Well your father and I are very tired, we're going to run off to bed." They didn't look tired, but the kids knew what they meant. They said their good nights and all returned to their rooms.