Back at Mark’s family home (the Johnsons), dinner was almost over, Whitney was already washing some dishes while Lucy helped. It was almost funny seeing them side by side, Whitney was always a tall woman, almost 6 feet herself, and a shoulder-length blonde hair. There was no denying, she was a milf, how could she not be, a fitness-obsessed, busty (DD cups) woman who happened to be a widow. This almost sounds like the beginnings of a porno, which would probably make Whitney feel right at home as she had shot some movies in her youth, something that no one in the house knew at the begging of the night, but ever since the two visitor showed up, everybody did due to the more open nature of the relationships had turned.
Mark was talking to his twin sister Zoe about school and class. Zoe, like her sister Grace, was between the extremes of the house, that being Lucy, on the tiny side and Mark, on the larger side (he was 6’4’’). She was a 5’8’’ woman, with Auburn hair, the closest one to Lucy’s fiery red in the house. She used glasses for her poor eyesight and that, of course, turned her into a nerd, not because the glasses were magical or anything, but because the cool kids couldn’t have someone with glasses hang out with them, so she always made friends with the nerds, until she became one.
ZOE – So, Mandy and I are going to watch the new Star Force next weekend, do you want to come?
GRACE – Ohhh, I do! I’d love to go to Nerdsville and become a dork, hahaha.
As she made perfectly clear, Grace the second children of the household, after the elder twins was a “cool kid”, and she was always at Zoe’s throats, mostly because she was jealous of her large boobs, as big as her mother’s, while she was only a B cup. Like it was said, Mark had a good relationship with all his sisters, but Grace and Zoe had a rocky one between them, and Lucy had some resentment because, well...Grace was a bitch.
MARK – Grace, behave.
GRACE – Sure bother, sure…mom, I’m going to Jean’s place for a sleepover, I will be back tomorrow.
WHITNEY – Sure, just don’t drink too much at Greg’s party.
GRACE – WHA…? I didn’t say I was going to a party.
WHITNEY – Grace, please…
ZOE – Don’t get pregnant slut.
MARK – Zoe, you behave too. And Grace, I called Greg, he is going to keep an eye on you while you are there.
GRACE – Why don’t you come, you are best buds with him anyway.
MARK – Yeah, I would if I wasn’t so tired from work.
LUCY – Ohh, it looks like someone has a crush on her brother, wanting him to take her to parties.
GRACE – I’m not you Lucy, see you guy tomorrow.
Greg was Mark’s best friend since they played football in sixth grade. He was living the jock life since they both entered high school, but they kept being good friends despite the different places life took them.
With dinner over, Zoe went to his room study while Lucy played some games on her phone, so Mark went to watch some TV with his mother.