Davis family kitchen -- Closed (BC)

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This is a personal thread set in the Davis Family kitchen where Abby has invited Anna in for breakfast in the role play "Baxter Court". It is being written here for ease of writing and reading both. Members of "Baxter Court" are encourage to read ALL Personal Threads. They are, essentially, the "Baxter Court" role play ... just not in the "Baxter Court" thread.
 
Leading Anna into the kitchen Abby pulled a stool over to the island and then grabbed the eggs out of the refrigerator. Setting up a pan and getting her utensils in order she turned around and sidled up to the island where Anna was getting seated.

"Okay, firstly would you like anything with or in your eggs? Maybe some onions or something in the eggs? Some toast or bacon to go with them? Secondly, what have you been up to cuz, and what brings you down our way? If you haven't got any plans maybe we can hang out, catch some movies or something!"

She hoped Anna had some free time, it would be nice to have someone else around she could spend some time with, someone who might be willing to let loose. Samantha was too stuffy most of the time, always headfirst in her music. Her mother was... ugh, her mother, and her father... Well her father may wind up being more fun sooner than later. Either way, it would be good to have some girl time with her cousin.
 
Anna followed the girl to the kitchen, her gaze lingering on the back of her slightly taller cousin. Her eyes flickered down to the girl's skirt as a little half smile played across her lips, glad to see Abby put something on. Maybe she'd been wearing some shorts under that oversized shirt earlier, but that seemed doubtful.

The brunette slipped onto the offered stool and flashed a warm smile to her cousin. She crossed one jean-clad leg over the other as she leaned forward, her elbows against the kitchen island as she propped her chin up with her hands. Her tongue slipped out and over her upper lip at the thought of food as she grinned and parted her lips to respond. "Bacon would be good. As to the eggs, just make sure there's pepper on them."

Her cheeks colored a little at the thought of why she was here, both the reason she couldn't stay in Seattle and the reason she needed to come to Baxter Court in particular. Still, she managed a small smile. "Oh, I've got business with your father. But, I'll definitely have time to catch a movie with you." Her lips pursed before she continued. "As to what I've been up to, you know I'm a school teacher now? Speaking of which, how's your schoolwork going? Making all As?" A little smile of relief crept across her lips as she managed to steer the conversation away from herself and her work back in Seattle.
 
"Pepper is not a problem."

With a smile Abby turned around, getting some eggs and bacon going. In a separate pan she cooked up some onion for her own eggs. Once everything was going she turned back to the island.

"I remember you were studying to be a teacher the last time I saw you, it's cool that you got into that. I remember wondering if I'd ever get to have you as a substitute or something."

Checking on the food again she cracked her eggs over the onions, mixing them in. She grabbed a couple of plates and set them aside.

"All A's as usual for me, well... all A's and I think I have an A- in English, I missed a few questions on the last test so it pulled me down a little bit. Can't fly by all the classes easily."

Stretching a touch Abby smiled, the smell of breakfast filling the air. She knew it wouldn't be too long before everyone woke up anyways, but they missed out on the rare scene of her cooking. She knew how to, her home ec class last year was a breeze, she just didn't care to very often.

"Everything is about done, would you like some toast too? How about drink, milk, oj or water?"
 
Anna casually watched as her cousin prepared the eggs. With one hand she covered a yawn and chided herself on being up so early in the morning. Still, this was nice. It'd been a while since the last time she'd seen her younger, not nearly as little as she once was, cousin.

Her gaze narrowed, and her mouth quirked into a smirk. "Hey. By the way, since when are you taller than me? Brat." She held that smile but whistled softly at the girl's words. "A- in English? Be thankful you don't have my father. He wouldn't tanned my hide for anything less than an A in English."

Her lips parted in another soft yawn before she continued. "But, yep. I did the boring thing and became a teacher, same as my dad." Her lips formed a little half-smile. "Be your substitute? Nah, for that, I'd have to teach down here. I'm only licensed to teach in the state of Washington."

Her stomach chose that moment to give a little rumble, and she chuckled in response to it. "I'll take some toast too. And some oj, please. I think I'm hungrier than I thought I was."
 
Laughing softly Abby turned around and filled up the 4 slice toaster. Setting the butter, salt and pepper on the island she got everything set up. Before long the entire spread for the two of them was on the island just waiting to be dug into.

"Well, maybe if you want you could look at getting licensed down here. Also, I cannot help it if I got a couple extra inches on you cuz, if it makes ya feel better I'll slouch around ya though."

Giggling Abby slid some butter on her toast. She took a glance at the clock and knew it wouldn't be too long before the rest of the house was alive and moving. Not long after that she'd be heading out for another day of classes herself.

"You know if I could I'd take a personal day from school and just hang out with you all day, but I can wait til later to hang out. How long are you staying in town?"
 
Anna licked her lips a little as she watched the food being set out. It's not something she would admit to anyone, but she'd been eating very cheaply as of late off things like Ramen noodles. A breakfast like this was almost a feast to her.

No stranger to this kitchen, Anna moved from her place at the kitchen island to retrieve a fork from the silverware drawer. Once settled on her stool once more, she reached for her plate of eggs and dipped her fork into the golden and peppery mass before taking a bite.

She swallowed her food before speaking and could not resist the temptation of waving her fork at Abby as she mockingly chided her. "You're not going to miss any school on my account. I don't want your father mad at me."

Taking another bite of her eggs, she swallowed again before continuing. "And, I don't know how long I'll be here. My main purpose in being here is honestly to talk to your father more about a loan he's been promising me. A teacher's salary isn't much, you know."

A thoughtful look passed over her eyes as she regarded her cousin. "You wouldn't happen to know of a way to sweet talk him out of his money? If anyone would, it's got to be his youngest daughter."
 
Abby coughed softly at the last remark, trying not to let the milk come out through her nose. Oh yeah, she had an idea, but that was something she didn't think her cousin would be all to happy to try. Giggling almost uncontrollably Abby set her fork down, gathering herself.

"Well you know, when he wants to be a hard-ass daddy can be, but you never know with him, sometimes he can be pretty cool and collected. I can see what I can do to sweeten him up for you before you talk to him though. Maybe I can catch him before I get to school."

Abby winked at her cousin, knowing full well Anna couldn't have a clue just exactly how Abby intended to sweet talk him. As she finished up her plate she slid the dishes into the sink after a quick rinse. Thinking to herself she wondered if her parents were going to think she was sick as nice as she's been this morning, but of course it wasn't for them either. Moving back to the island Abby settled in with the last of her milk.

"I imagine it won't be too long before everyone is awake. If I'm lucky maybe I can catch daddy before he's to awake and butter him up before he comes downstairs."
 
Her gaze narrowed as she watched her cousin. Anna, for the life of her, couldn't figure out what was so funny to Abby that she'd almost break out giggling. Shrugging to herself, she decided to write it off as the girl just acting her age.

She did smile however and take a bite of her toast before responding. "Anything you could do to convince him would be great. Just don't pour it on too thick, okay? I'm not trying to beg him or anything. Extra money would be nice is all."

The twenty-nine year old was left confused by the wink as well but thought better of mentioning it. However the girl wanted to bring it up to her father was fine, as long as it didn't embarrass Anna in the process. After finishing her toast, she moved her own dishes to the sink as well and likewise gave them a quick rinse.

With her return to the stool at the island, she sipped her orange juice and watched her cousin over the rim of the glass. "You know. Everyone will be surprised to see me anyway. I didn't tell anyone that I'd be here. Here's hoping that won't throw him off."
 
"Well, its about time for me to get myself together anyways, but if you want to stay here I can run a little interference, that way its not a total surprise."

Abby smiled, walking around the island, giving Anna another hug.

"It's good to see you though cuz, its been too long. I'll make sure I say bye before I head out for school this morning."

Smiling as she left the kitchen Abby made her way up the stairs slowly, and quietly. It was just before most of the houses regular wake up time and she was in no hurry to get everyone up anyways. Cracking the door to her parents bedroom she moved silently to the edge of the bed, kneeling beside it.

(Thus ends Abby and Annas interaction here. To go to the main thread click here.)
 
(Joan and Anna)

Joan stirred as she felt the bed move, rolling over she looked up into the wide eyes of her daughter and sighed. The little bitch had been back in the bedroom again, something about all of it just felt off.

Joan glared at her daughter before getting out of bed, one more deathly given glance in her daughter's direction before she closed the door to the shower and closet. Her father could deal with her.

Joan showered, changed and prepared for her day, her mind already off her husband and child and thinking of her full day of clients... that sent her mind off, but she was unwilling to daydream at the moment.

Pulling her black heels from the closet, Joan chose to take the hallway exit from the bath, not feeling like dealing with either Mark or Abby at the moment and headed down the stairs.

Joan startled slightly when she noticed the girl standing at the island.

"Oh! My! Anna! What are you doing here?" She wondered and slipped into the kitchen to grab a yogurt.
 
Anna stood to again hug the girl before reaching to grab and sip her orange juice as she watched her cousin stalk out of the kitchen and up the stairs. She almost choked in the next instant, her orange juice swallowed all too rapidly as her eyes caught a glimpse of Abby's backside beneath the skirt. Maybe the girl was just wearing a thong, but there were definitely naked cheeks beneath that skirt. She shook her head with a little laugh to herself and decided that she simply did not want to know.

It was in the next moment, as she stood by the kitchen island still, that she began to feel awkward. She was in the home of family, but this was her first visit made to her cousins on her own. She was simply beginning to feel a bit ridiculous, and awkward still, to be standing there waiting for a teenage girl to bring her father down so she could ask him for money.

Her gaze lifted to take note of someone coming down the stairs, and she blushed immediately upon realizing who it was. She'd never been entirely clear as to whether or not Joan knew how close Anna had come to fucking her husband a decade ago. Many of that night's details were hazy to Anna herself, probably due to the number of drinks she'd imbibed, drinks that had led to her being naked in a hottub with an equally nude Mark. But, all the same, she didn't quite know how to act around Joan anymore.

That blush lingered to her cheeks as she answered. "Oh. Uhm. Hi Joan! I just stopped by because Mark's been promising me a loan forever, and I could certainly use one on a pathetic teacher's salary." She exhaled slowly as she finished, wanting to be sure Joan knew she was here for actual business and not anything that might again end with her being naked with Mark.
 
"Oh. Uhm. Hi Joan! I just stopped by because Mark's been promising me a loan forever, and I could certainly use one on a pathetic teacher's salary."

Watching the girl color as she answered the question only raised some suspicion from Joan, she noted it and flashed the girl a smile while nodding, "So you decided to do what your Daddy told you to?" She didn't have to wait for an assent, Mark's cousin was a teacher, almost everyone on that side of the family taught, it was genetic or something. It made Joan happy to see Abby being difficult, it meant she wasn't likely to teach. She rather hoped to see her daughter raising hell, like she did when she was younger.

"Well, Anna, I would help you out, but the old man seems to be tired of these charms." Joan indicated her chest as the words teasingly came out.

"How long are you here? Where are you staying?" Joan suddenly noted the kitchen and the messes in the sink, adding incredulously, "and did you actually get my daughter to cook?
 
She smiled and nodded to Joan's words as she took another sip of her orange juice. Setting the glass back onto the kitchen island, that smile lingered on her lips still as she spoke. "Yep, I'm a teacher just like my dad. Even teach the same subject as him. Though, he would never understand the satisfaction I find in teaching teenagers."

Anna blushed a little again as Joan indicated her breasts. The comment, joke that it was, simply felt a little awkward to her. "I'm sorry that your... charms... aren't working anymore. I'd offer advice, but as someone that doesn't currently have a man, I'm not really qualified to."

The questions came faster, but Anna kept up with them readily enough. "I'll probably be around for a few days or so. And, I'm staying in a nearby hotel. The name escapes me right now." Her eyes followed Joan's gaze toward the sink, and a soft laugh rose from her lips. "Abby offered, actually. It was really sweet of her."
 
Joan watched the girl be awkward and charming, she recalled the last time she had seen Anna... sitting on her husbands lap, naked in a hot tub. She had ruined the moment, but she recognized the look in Mark's eyes and he fucked her extra hard that night seemingly to make up for something.

Smiling over at the girl, she tossed her yogurt container in the trash, "Nonsense, Anna, you're family, you'll stay here. Perhaps we can find you a place at one of the rentals, or in the in-law suite above the garage as I'm sure you'll have plenty of young men over to stay!"

Reaching out, Joan clasped Anna's hands in her own, and took a tone that was almost serious, "Just don't fuck Mark."

Joan watched Anna's reaction, watching the confirmation flit across her face, before Joan smiled and laughed to make it seem like a joke. She turned gathering her things.

"I'm so glad that's settled, you'll stay here! Let Mark and Abby know I've gone to the gym, I'll be back in an hour and darling, be a dear and put the dishes you and Abby used in the dishwasher please?"

She smiled sweetly at Anna and then whisked out the door, hopping into her little BMW convertible and noting that she had probably shaken the girl up. But maybe, just maybe she wouldn't fuck Mark.

It wasn't bloody likely that it would stop Mark and his obsession with young girls and his fucking prick.

Putting the pedal to the floor she sped out of Baxter Court.
 
Anna blushed a little and smiled softly at Joan's offer for her to stay in one of their houses. She really hoped Mark felt the same way, because, of course, the hotel had been a complete and absolute lie. Living out of her car was not exactly something she enjoyed.

She accepted Joan's hand warmly, only to flinch a little at the older woman's words about not fucking Mark. Joan knew then just how close Anna had come to doing just that a decade ago. That the woman then smiled and laughed did nothing to ease Anna's tension, as those words still seemed very serious to her.

She nodded in acknowledgment about staying there and about informing Mark and Abby about Joan heading off to the gym. Her gaze turned toward the dishes in the sink, and she nodded again as she murmured, "Of course. I'll go do that now".

As Joan stepped out the front door, Anna moved to the sink and moved each plate in turn to the dishwasher before closing it up again. Then it occurred to her that she could use a shower and a change of clothes. Moving to the bottom of the stairs, she called up, "I'm going to get a shower down here in the downstairs bathroom." She had no idea if Mark and Abby could even hear her up there, but it seemed polite to at least try and inform them that she would be using their shower.

A quick trip to her car secured a change of clothes, one more appropriate for warmer weather, as the morning was beginning to feel warm already. Once inside the bathroom, she placed her clothes on the counter before starting the warm water. Her nimble fingers moved swiftly to strip off the clothes she was wearing, leaving them in a nearby pile on the floor for the moment, before she stepped into the warm stream of water with a sigh of pleasure to feel that warm water against her skin.
 
"We return you now to your regularly scheduled program."

(I always wanted to be a television announcer.) :D

In other words, return to the reply in the main thread that had the link that brought you here, Post #15 in the "Baxter Court" main thread.
 
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