Mel and Stacy have an intrusive mom.

"Hush now, dear, it's not like I haven't seen it before. Let me take a look at you and make sure you're not under the weather," Mrs. Danvers chides as she jiggles the door. The hope you had that you'd locked the door are soon dashed when the mechanism unlatches and opens up. There is only a an opaque curtain separating you and the lady of the household and you need to come up with something quick before she pulls that away too!

In an act of desperation, you toss the towel over the shower curtain railing so that it lands with a wet slop over Mrs. Danver's head. "MELANIE! What do you think you are doing?!" Mrs. Danvers cries out indignantly. You immediately rush around the be-toweled woman and out the door again, headed straight for Melanie's room.

Bursting in, you spot Melanie awoken from all the racket and a just stirring Amina. Melanie already has a look of 'what did you just do?!' trained towards you as you grab Amina by the arms and roll with her off the bed to your original hiding spot on the floor. Melanie peeks over and you quickly tell her, "Your mom nearly caught me in the shower! She's coming in now!"

"Melanie!!" Mel's mom demands, standing at the open doorway. "What is the meaning of this?!" You hear a wet slop of the sodden towel being slammed to the floor.

"MOM!" Melanie yells back, quickly turning towards her mother. "How many times do I have to tell you?! I need my privacy!"

"Well excuse me for being such a dutiful and loving parent!"

"If you love me enough, you should be able to leave me alone when I'm in the shower!"

"I didn't realize my daughter was so shy! Why you practically wear anything at all around the house and suddenly you are all demure about me checking to see if you've caught a cold! Why look at you, you're burning up as we speak!"

"It's from outrage that you would violate my privacy so wantonly, mother!"

"Don't you 'mother' me! What I do for you is for your own good! What if you were to feint from illness and then slip and hit your head in the shower? I bet a less dutiful mother would have noticed."

"OH MY GOD! You won't be happy until you get to bathe me again like I was a baby!"

"I care, Melanie! Is that such a crime?"

"What about invasion of privacy? I'm pretty sure that's some sort of crime!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize you took a course in criminology along with your social studies..."

"Ugh! Mooom! Just leave me alone!"

"Fine then! You can make your own breakfast. I'm running late as it is anyways. And put something on before you really do catch a cold."

"It's eighty degrees!"

The two grew silent as you can feel the tension in the air. You also feel the pricks of Amina's nipples pressed against your chest. She breathes softly on your cheek as you both lay low and hidden away. You look to her and see she is taken in by the argument. When the discussion ends with Melanie's mom storming away, she looks back at you and you feel her body tense and relax on top of yours. This causes your own body to twitch back and you both awkwardly adjust yourselves so that you don't wake up your other friend any more than he is already. That would make things even more awkward and inappropriate. Right?

Before you can finish your contemplation on a quickie with Amina, Melanie hops off her bed and marches over to you. She towers above you with fire in her eyes. You shrink away as she leans toward you. Her breasts dangle loosely off her naked frame, but you **** yourself to keep your eyes on hers in order to keep her from exploding. Her cheeks are flared red and she is visibly breathing hard.

"You owe me BIG for that," she says in a surprisingly calm tone.