Yes, with appropriate guidance.

"Lissen," Your mother begins, "You aren't on mission annnymore. You are here wif us an' safe."

"-Not ta mention that your sphincter could use some loosening," mutters Cami.

"CAMILLA ROSE PETERSSON!" your mother snaps. "You will not talk to guests like that, even if the Spirit has loosened your tongue."

Kaiden looks nervously from the glass in front of her to you, to your mother. Finally she relents. Raising the glass to her lips she mutters a small prayer under her breath and downs the three fingers of tequila she had in front of her. She places the cup down coughing and ****. As Kaiden's breathing steadies Cami sloppily pours her another couple of fingers.

Her cheeks almost immediately begin to blush, and before too long her skin is nearly as red as her hair, apart from that she seems to handle her liquor surpisingly well. The whole table takes down to eat, and it may be one of the best meals you have ever had with your family. Everyone is in good spirits, and Cami and Kaiden seem to have taken on a competetive spirit, matching each other's pace. Though they are drinking heavily, they seem to be attempting some level of restraint.

Your mother though is another story. She has emptied her cup more times than you can count, at least a few fingers in, and you have had to grab another bottle of tequila, after your mother struggled to navigate the kitchen. You even pulled her to the side to see if you could get her to slow down, but all she would say -or rather slur- "Worry not for the 'morrow Hy-Hy."

As everyone had finished you volunteered to put up the dishes. You had been drinking, but trying to not get too deep in your cups. Tonight might be worth remembering. When you had finished you walked into the Dining Room to find that everyone had migrated into the living room. Loud pop music is coming from the room. Rounding the bend you come to a dead stop in the doorway. The living room is an amazing spectacle.

Your mother is lying on the floor in front of her armchair, her feet on her ottoman, the top few buttons of her shirt undone. Her glasses are hooped around one ear, and her blond hair is practically in knots. The pink blouse she was wearing had become untucked in the back, and was riding up to her midback. Her shorts are riding up her thighs and she is singly softly and incoherently along with the music playing on the stereo.

Cami's hair had come completely out from behind her hairband and was whipping around arhythmically with the music. She had bunched her sundress up above her knees and was clumsily attempting to twerk in front of Kaiden. For her part, Kaiden was in similar shape, she was dancing clumsily behind Cami, trying not to laugh at her antics. The top few buttons of her blouse had come undone, providing a view of ample cleavage, almost as red as her face. The tops of her light purple bra cups were visible peeking over her now precarious neckline.

You see that the last tequila bottle from dinner is empty and lying forgotten on the gorund near your mother. You are about to step in, when the doorbell rings. "Who the fri-" you start, when Cami squeals.

"Tha's Rober'" She slurs, staggering towawrds the door. "We're goin' danshin'"

You realize that your sister is in no condition to go dancing, nor in any position to be denying any of Robert's advancements, but before you can stop her you are grabbed by the wrist.

"Not sho fas' Hyrum." you hear Kaiden saying as she pulls you towards the center of the living room. "Yer sister deserves to have a good time." You try to find the words to object but you find yourself staring directly into Kaiden's cleavage, as she leans on you for support.

"Yeah, Hy-Hy." your mother croons from the floor. "He's a - *hic*- He's a RM. If he des anyfing inappro-inappro-- wrong, he'll take her to za Temple, and make it righ'" while she was speaking she struggles to her feet, and teeters far to left before shouting "JELLO SHOOOOTS"

Kaiden matches in turn, and you feel like you have stepped into the Twilight Zone. Your mother stumbles out of the room, only to return a few seconds later with a tray of gelatinous liquor shots. She hands you the tray, takes a jello shot, Kaiden also grabs one. Your mother pounds back the Jello shot, but in the process loses her balance. Your mother collapses on the ground, snorts in laughter and says "Imma jes' takka nap Hy-Hy."

"No Mom, we have to get you upstairs first!" you cry, realizing that it will be hard to get your mother up to her room when she is ****. Grabbing your mother you hurry her up the stairs.

After about five minutes you manage to get your soused matriarch into bed, on her side, and figure that she'll mind her hangover more than her dirty clothes when she wakes up. Hurrying back down the stairs you see Kaiden, her front stained with jello, her top completely undone and hanging loosely around her shoulders dancing erratically in the living room. The sight of this beautiful redhead swaying around in your living room half dressed has gotten you rock hard.

When she sees you she smiles a goofy grin. "Hhyrum," she says "Ah'm filled wif the spirit's bleshing and I feel bleshed."

When she sees you staring she sways over to you, places her chest up against yours, and puts her hand on your chin, "My eyesh are up here." she says. Her breath reeks of liquor so badly that you can almost feel your eyes watering. "Typical boysh, always thinging wif their head, not their hedz" You yelp in surprise as she wrests her hand inside your waistband. Before you can object she pushes you backward, and you both tumble onto the sofa.

"Come now Hyrum," she cooes "You ken tell me you aren't ready, but yer frien' sez diff'rent"