AR Returns Ch19

Twinsies isn’t meant to be. The plan was flawed; Riley and Jess never should’ve left it up to their partners to make selections, but at least it was fun at the time. The results are interesting, although they probably don’t mean anything too profound. Of the underwear that Riley modeled, Adella chose a matching set in white that have a horny wedding vibe, while Stef preferred a simpler black design on Jess. As planned, the underwear is purchased and the party is planned, using the word ‘planned’ loosely. A time is set and liquor is secured. The hostess in Jess wants to cook or something, but everyone is on the same page. Riley and Adella aren’t coming over for dinner.

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“What was that selfie about?” Mary doesn’t sound suspicious exactly. Riley isn’t sure what kind of voice she’s using. There’s grumpiness in it for sure.

“Mom, are you OK?” Riley asks her point blank.

They’re in the kitchen; Kayla hasn’t come down yet, but she will when she smells the French toast that Mary’s making.

Mary takes a long time to answer. “Just curious,” she says finally.

Riley gazes at her back as she sits at the table with her coffee. Mary met Jess in college and they became friends there. But Mary had known Stef for her entire childhood, or at least they’d been around each other because Gurlberg only had one school district. They hadn’t been friends, as far as Riley was able to tell. Although Mary would occasionally refer to things that made it sound as though there was a time when they’d been part of the same friend group: things relating to Carla, Ellen, and the others. Mary and Jess were not true besties, regardless of whatever either of them said. Mary’s best friend was Nadia, but they’d grown apart since Nadia started getting increasingly involved with Ellen’s political ambitions. Mary and Jess hadn’t really been friends with each other; Nadia had been the common friend, and these days they were still kind of rebounding from it. At least, that was how Kayla told it and she would know because she still lived here.

“Hot, blonde MILF with big boobs, Mom. Of course I’d want to hang out with Jess. Describing her also describes half my browser history,” Riley says.

“Lord, give me patience.”

“Is it true that Stef was always trying to get in your pants back in the day?”

“Back in the day,” Mary echoes, sounding distant. “It’s a little early for a midlife crisis, Sweetheart.”

“Is it true, though?”

“Stef?” Mary looks back with a frown. “Not really that I can remember. She and Carla kind of dated. Then Jess showed up. Although, I guess Stef…” she trails off, obviously thinking better of what she was about to say. “Doesn’t matter, Riley. You should focus on Adella. Speaking of whom, should I cook for four tonight?”

“Nope,” Riley replies. “It’s date night.”