Slightly Altered Tammy Intro

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In this story, everything about Tammy remains the same, except a select few things. Instead of flunking out of university, to make this story make more sense I’ve decided to make her 18 years old, as a high school senior. This will help the story flow better later on, and make more sense throughout the chapters.

Also, some parts of this story are based on my friend’s own experience. Enjoy!

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Tammy burst through the front door, and loudly announced “I’m home!” To whomever could hear her. She threw her book bag on the couch, and sprinted upstairs to her room. She flew by her brother’s and sister’s room, and shut the door behind her.

Once inside, she locked the door and put on some TV to make some ambient noise while she talked to her friend. She didn’t want to get caught using her back-up phone while she was grounded.

Reminded of her punishment, she thought back to a week ago. She thought she was clear, opened the front door, and was shocked to see her mother and father sitting at the fireplace, glaring at her with fire in their eyes. They sat her down, then each took turns yelling at her and chewing her out for sneaking out, then continued again after smelling **** and smoke fumes off her clothes. Her mother seemed the most crushed of all, completely devastated her daughter would act like this. The grades? The tiredness? The anger? How hadn’t she seen it? She was in denial, until she went up to her room, and found Tammy gone, and her window open. It never occurred to her she could sneak past the alarms, by going on the roof and jumping into the compost pile.

That talk had happened over a week ago, and Tammy still felt terrible about how she had been acting towards her parents. Not only had she betrayed them, but she intended to do it again, tonight. She figured after her parents and siblings left for their cruise she had become uninvited to, she could sneak away with little effort to the party.

Tammy opened her phone and sent a message to Veronica, wiping away all the regrets.

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After having dinner, and ignoring the hurried sounds downstairs of her parents and siblings getting their things together for the late night flight, Tammy heard her mom call her downstairs.

She made her way to the top of the stairs, and yelled down a sharp “What do you need Mom?”

“I want you to get a shower. I want to make sure you’ve at least taken one right before I left, since you won’t be leaving the house.”

“Can’t I take it after you leave?” Tammy groaned.

“Listen to your mother.” Her father boomed authoritatively.

She sulked, and made her way to the upstairs bathroom. Locking the door behind her, she pulled her T-shirt over her head, and threw it into the clothes hamper. Next, she undid the belt buckle, and pushed down her jeans. Pooled at her ankles, she whisked them off, and eased towards the bath, turning it on. She figured if nobody else was going to take a shower, she could take a nice, long bubble bath. She unbuckled her classic black bra, and threw them across and into the laundry basket. Lastly, she eased her matching panties down her legs, and carelessly tossed them over her head. Minutes later, she stepped into the bath, instantly refreshed by the surrounding heat.

Right as she was getting extremely comfortable, and beginning longer and longer blinks, she heard a knock at the door.

“Tammy? Can I come in?” Asked her mom.

Tammy looked down, decided she was too comfortable to be modest, and shifted the bubbles around so the majority were over her body, concealing everything from her neck to her thighs. “Go ahead and unlock it, fair warning I’m taking a bath.”

She heard a click, then saw her mom come into view. Tammy’s face reddened slightly, feeling a little embarrassed about being naked in front of her mom, who hadn’t seen her naked since she was a small kid. The only thing standing between her mom and her decency, was a mound of tiny bubbles that were constantly popping and combining.

“I thought I should let you know, we’re leaving. Since you look comfortable though, I’ll tell everyone you said bye.”

“Bye Mom. Have a safe trip.”

Tammy’s mom was going out the door, but stopped first and asked “Do you want me to start these clothes in the washing machine? The basket’s full, and I’d hate for you to not have something to wear tomorrow.”

Tammy thought it over, and shrugged. “Sure mom, go ahead.”

“Bye honey. Don’t leave the house, keep the alarm on, and be safe. We’re leaving you with your old phone, it’s on the kitchen counter.”

“Bye Mom!” The footsteps down the hall told Tammy that her mom hadn’t shut the door, but she figured since everyone was leaving she could just stay in the tub for a bit longer. The sound of the alarm turning on and the front door shutting told her she was alone, so she climbed out of the tub. She reached around the corner for her towel.