Beth says, “Lauren, come out here … we need to talk.”
She follows her mom out of the bathroom into the bed room she shuts the door. There is no way out except thru that door.
As soon as they are gone, he tries to lean over so he can hear their conversation. He can hardly hear anything.
Beth says, “Lauren … that is the most disgusting thing I have ever seen.”
Lauren says, “It is mom … I am extremely embarrassed.”
All Brandon hears is mumbling, and an occasional word or 2.
While they talk, he starts to think to himself, “I wonder what they’re talking about. It can’t be good… but it must be better than prison.”
voices are getting louder. Beth and Lauren are having a very heated discussion.
He panics. He worries, “What are they fighting over?”
He hopes he doesn’t get turned over to the police.
The door opens suddenly, Lauren walks in and He stands back up.
She quite obviously has some kind of devilish thing on her mind. He panics, seeing the look, but hides his feelings inside.
Lauren says, “Since you seem to be acting like a child seems to me you should be treated like one. mom and me have decided you have only 2 choices here; jail or a game we want you to play.”
He looks relieved. He answers, having no idea of what he’s getting in to. “Sure, I’ll play. Anything to avoid jail.”
She giggles impishly. There is a sparkle of real devilment in her eye.
Lauren says, “ok baby, I want you to come out and sit on my bed and wait.”
He nods, not getting the hint. He walks in and sits on her bed.
Beth looks at Brandon and says, “Ok baby, you have to wait here until mommy get back. Is that clear?”
He nods. He wonders to himself, “Mommy. Why does she refer to herself as mommy?”
Beth scolds, “If you are naughty while I’m gone, I will punish you. Is that understood?”
Brandon nods
Beth continues, “Good. Now Lauren, I want you to sit with baby until mommy gets back.”
Lauren replies, “Sure, mom, I’ll baby sit.”
He blushes and looks at her. Baby? Mommy? Where are these names coming from? Baby sit? Lauren must be real childish, he thinks.
Lauren walks over and starts to unbutton Brandon’s shirt
Luren says, “Now hold your arms up baby so sissy can take off your shirt
She starts to tug on the bottom of the shirt. He blushes and lets her. Soon, his shirt is off.
He wonders, What’s happening?
She reaches down and unbuckles his belt and unsnaps his pants.
Lauren coos, “Now be good boy and lie back so sissy can take off pants.”
Maybe this isn’t so bad, he chuckles to himself, as she unclothes him. He lays back so she can remove his pants. He wonders about her calling herself “Sissy?”
Lauren says softly, “Now, baby stay right there while I go into Abby’s nursery and get some things.”
She walks out with a giggle. He shrugs, as she walks out.
Brandon can hear Lauren walk down the hall open a door. There silence for a time.
He looks around, still laying there in only his undies. He’s expecting her to lay him, and he’s all for it.
He thinks to himself, “Hey, this can’t be too bad. Definitely beats jail.” He hears her in the distance. “I mean, I’m getting ready to be the luckiest boy on the block.”
He can hear Lauren coming back and also hears a car pull back into the drive. He hears the car and disregards it. He has eyes only for Lauren.
He looks up. In Lauren’s hands she has baby oil and baby powder and some 4 inch safety pins. He sees this and is confused.
The front door down stairs opens and Beth calls. “Lauren?? Can you help me with this?”
Lauren giggles and says, “Sure mommy … sissy help.”
She puts the things in her hands down on a table by the bed and walks out again.
Brandon lays there confused. What’s going on. He tries to sit up and look outside the window. He sees them unloading many packages from the car. He sits back, wondering about what’s happening He’s still glad he’s not going to jail. He’s even hoping he gets what he thinks he’s getting.
He can hear noises from down stars He sits back, hearing the noises.
Laurens voice says sweetly, “That’s so cute mom. Where on earth did you get them?”
Beth says ,”From Debbie. The one whose girl had that problem.”
