Filthy Lauren

"What's this? You're utterly filthy!" Lauren's mother scoffed.

"I give you one simple job Lauren, and you make a total mess of it!" Vanessa says, feigning exasperation. Really, she'd been hoping for something like this. Lauren sat prone, utterly filthy. Champagne ran under her suit. Her hair was caked with drinks and whipped cream. Chocolate smeared her chest, and a cream pie was on her face, smashed between her eyes. She moaned in disgust, shaking desert off her hands as she struggled to her feet.

"Well, you'd better wash all that off." Vanessa said. Lauren, for once agreing with her sister, headed towards the house. Her sister stopped her.

"What are you doing? You think you're going to walk across my shag carpets like that? YOu'll stain them!"

"B... but you said to wash off!" Lauren said, genuinely confused.

"That's right..." Vanessa said, pointing at the outdoor shower near the pool.

"Megan, help my clumsy sister wash all this off!" Vanessa ordered.

"My pleasure." Megan said, grin growing as she put a hand on Lauren's shoulder that made Lauren shiver...