Jeff's Mom ignored their surprised exclamation, and glared at Elizabeth. "Young lady, where are your clothes? Just because we don't have any guests doesn't mean you can walk around the house in just your fur. I thought that I taught you better than that. I swear, just because you've reached breeding age, you think you can do whatever you want, and act like a tart. I mean, think of your poor brother sitting here, having to look at that?"
Jeff turned red and green at the same time. He was incredibly embarrassed, but also sick at the thought that he might have had sex with his sister. Technically, she was still his friend before the program completed, but still, the thought made him feel a little ill.
Elizabeth looked uncomfortable, too. "Okay.....Mom, " she said, with a little confusion. "I'll just get my clothes, and come right back down." She disappeared back up the stairs.
"I think I'll go help her, " said Jeff, as he quickly leapt up from the table, and followed her up the stairs.
"Leave the door to your room open. I don't want you two fooling around upstairs in your room, " said Jeff's Mom.
"Gross!" said Suzy, as she stopped chewing and gave her Mom a disgusted look.
"You'll understand the power of these urges when you're older, dear. You may have trouble controlling yourself when you reach breeding age, too," said her Mom, and she patted Suzy on the head.
Suzy rolled her eyes. "As if, " she said, as she resumed chewing her meal.