Drunken foolishness

Me and baby were both drunk. Really, really, drunk. We started talking about foolish things that made no sense. Then for some reason Baby decided we should both go 'streaking.' I giggled. I had never heard of streaking before. "whassat" I asked trying to remain sitting in an upright position. Baby dissolved into giggles. "Is when you take off all your close an run nekkid all overs." The way Baby said it…the paranoid look she had… made me burst out into giggles…which got Baby laughing. Apparently we were too loud because the manager came knocking on our door requesting that we keep it down. "You need to tell your daughter that too." He told Baby a bit nervously. Baby looked at him trying not to appear like a drunken idiot. "Ok…mama…ill be quiet." I say a bit sheepishly. Baby nods. "Ima keep her quiet." Baby responds a bit harsher than intended. The man nods and leaves.

"Soooo….they tink yous my kid." She comments. I look at her blearily. "whuaa?" I ask not understanding. Baby sighs. "DEY. TINK. YOUS. MY KID-DAH!" Baby says spacing each word out. I start laughing hysterically and grab another beer. I get more beer on the bed then in my belly and that gets Baby laughing. "It looks like yew peed you panties." She howls with laughter. "Les get nekkid and starts running around." She suggests. I balk at the idea. "Ewww. No. I don wanna gets nekkid. Whas if yous a pervert and a raper. You could rap me when I get nekkid" Baby's eyes widen. "Nuh-uh…I am not a raper! 'sides, thas insects." She commented. I sigh and agree to her suggestion of running naked.

Both of us run around naked as a jaybird, even running through the local convenience store hooting and laughing away. We ran back before the cops could find us…and believe me they were called by pesky neighbors near the store…we made it back into our room where Otis was waiting for us. We passed out and he managed to put us in our "sleepware" and put us in bed letting us sleep off what we had consumed.

Otis's Pov

Of all the stupid assed things my sisters do. They decide to get naked and run who knows where. Now before your retarded ass asks, if I did anything to them whilst they were passed out drunk, I ain't like that. Those girls are my sisters dammit! And even though I am a sexual predator, to which I will admit, there are limitations to what I will do. I don't fucking target kids. That's beneath even me. But that don't stop me none from having a bit of fun with them. I smile and position Sydney next to Baby and drape Baby's arm around Sydney as if she was holding her. Next, I gently position Baby's head closer to Sydney. This was going to be great. When they woke up…I'd tell them the story of their life.

Baby's Pov

I wake up the next morning with a groan. I barely remember last night. I become aware of my arm draped over someone. I look to see who it is and I jump out of my skin. "AHHHHH! WHAT THE FUCK?!" I scream into Sydney's ear. Sydney whirls around to smack me out of instinct. She realizes who was this close to her and flips out of the bed. Otis comes out shaking his head. Man…you girls should not drink. Seriously. I look at him and demand he tell us what the hell happened.

(Story according to Otis)

Both girls starting kissing at first. Full open mouth kiss. Then came the touching and massaging. Nothing else seemed to be happening…but both were laying on the bed kissing one another. Baby had apparently wanted to do more than just kiss. Something with fingers and going "down south." Which Sydney had readily agreed to try. According to Otis, both girls were moaning and starting to go at it hot and heavy.

We both stare at Otis. Sydney's look of horror on her face at the thought of being with me upset me greatly. First off, there was NO WAY I'd do this with my sister. No fucking way. And I had almost believed him about the drunken mistake. Almost. Until he slipped and said that he had witnessed it. I narrow my eyes. He knew his mistake. "what the fuck is your problem asshole?! Why the fuck are you saying I was with my sister fucking her?" I snarl. Otis held out his hands. "whoa there bitch tits, I was jus' playin—" I didn't let him finish. "I would NEVER. EVER. FUCK MY OWN SISTER!" I growl angrily. Before things could escalate daddy came in at the right time. I told him the story, and daddy tried not to laugh but glared at Otis. Now that I think about it, it was pretty funny. Had it been Otis and Rufus Jr., I would have done the same thing. And daddy knew it. He quickly left the room to have a "look around" (which was bullshit) and I heard him belly laughing in the distance. I knew he was laughing at what happened. Maybe Otis was right. We shouldn't drink that much alcohol. At least not in front of Otis.

But that did not quell my anger much. I decided to go out and take a walk to calm down. That's when I saw her. She was around my age, dressed in rather revealing clothing, and she looked pretty good. Hmmm….maybe I could have a bit of fun with this one while the others were at the room waiting for me to return.

a/n: Next chapters going to be rather…well…lets just say intimate. You have been warned. I want to think about how I write this next chapter before uploading it. Just one question: should I have Baby kill this one night stand after she's finished, or keep her around as Baby's "special friend" for a while?