Before you can decide the phone vibrates again. This time for Cindy.

You're about to tell Ashley what to do when the phone vibrates again. Ashley looks at the message and her jaw drops. She pushes it across the table in front of Cindy. "She, uh, she wants to tell you something."

Cindy reads the phone and pushes it back over to Ashley. She looks at Ashley and then at you. She looks at Ashley again before standing up. "I..." she starts before glancing at you again "...I need to pee."

You watch your daughter's best friend leave the room. An awkward silence fills the room. You ask "Is everything okay?"

Ashley makes an awkwardly **** smile. "Yes, Sir, everything is good. Tiff's just having boy problems." She looks down at herself. She continues to clench one arm across her breasts. "Pie?"

You nod and get up from your seat. You pull the pie from the fridge and start cutting up three pieces. You place whip cream on top. Cindy still hasn't returned when you finish so you carry the plates over to the table. As you approach Ashley she scootches her seat all the way up to the table likely in an effort to hide her lower half. The awkward smile hangs on her face. You place a slice in front of her and one in front of Cindy's seat.

As you pick up a piece fro yourself and return to the table Cindy returns and you almost trip over your chair. Cindy is completely naked. Unlike Ashley, she seems more confident in her nudity. Pulling out a chair and taking a seat she proclaims "I've decided to join Ashley and become a nudist, too."

You try not to stare and take your seat. Cindy shovels a big bite of pie in her mouth. Ashley just stares agog at her friend.

You can't eat so you tell the girls you're going to do dishes and turn your back to them at the sink. You can hear them whispering behind your back.

Ashley whispers, "really, you'll do this for me?"

Cindy replies in a hushed voice "Yes, but you know what it means, right?"

There's a pause so you start making more noise in the sink.

Ashley continues "Yes, I - I think so, but thank you. It'll be so much easier with you."

Cindy replies, "Hm, I don't think you reaaalllly know what this means. Reread the message."

There's another pause as Ashley likely looks over her phone messages. After a minute she responds to Cindy. "I'm sorry...I meant to say...'Thank you, Miss."

"Annnndddd???"

"Oh right." You hear the chairs move behind you. "Sir," Ashley calls out, "can Miss Cindy sleepover tonight?"

Miss Cindy? What's going on?

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