Our interview with Mom was interrupted by the ship's intercom announcing that the breakfast buffet was open - for the first time since we'd started the cruise.
Lucy said she was hungry. The rest of us were as well. We were all dressed and out of the door before my mother could even track down all of her possessions. Not only had she been naked a few minutes before - but the girls had come within seconds of pitching all of her shit into the ocean.
We raced up the stairs and hurried to the buffet area - to find a mass of bodies.
"I'll grab a table," I said.
"Four," Kay called after me.
For a moment, I didn't understand - and then realization hit - she didn't want Mom to be able to join us.
As I waded through the seating area, there were already so many places taken that I wasn't sure how much choice we would have.
I turned a corner and found an alcove with a booth - and no nearby tables from which to drag a chair. I sat down and snapped a picture of the ceiling and then the closest wall of windows. I sent it to the girls. My stomach was growling by the time they found me.
"What a madhouse!" Lucy complained.
I stood to let her sit and she kissed me before I could escape. Tory giggled. She set her tray down, wrapped her arms around me and claimed a kiss as well. Kay shot me a look and I hesitated long enough for her to set her tray down and come kiss me too. She wrapped her arms around me, kissed me, and then leaned in close.
"What do we do about Mom?" she asked.
"I vote for letting her suck your cunt," I told her, smirking.
She gawped at me and slugged me in the arm. I laughed and headed off to find something to eat. Their plates had held a larger variety of options than I had expected.
I was overwhelmed. There was five times more shit here than I'd ever seen on a breakfast buffet. I still had half of a plate to fill - and had found a mirror-image of the options that I'd already perused on the other side of the massive buffet - when Mom found me.
"Where are we sitting?" she asked.
"Uh... the girls need some time to talk," I told her.
"I'm supposed to sit by myself?" she asked.
"Look," I said. "We've been together since we rescued Lucy from John and Larry. We're very used to operating without outside interference. You keep forcing things. Nobody appreciates that. The sooner you figure it out, the better off you'll be."
She leaned close.
"So," she said. "I have to debase myself before each and every one of you - becoming your pet or some sort of indentured servant - to earn my place or garner your forgiveness?"
"Nope," I said. "You can take a long walk off of a short pier and fuck the hell off."
I immediately turned and walked away from her. I was no longer hungry.
I cut through the crowd to throw Mom off if she happened to be watching me. I slipped behind some shrubs and came out at the booth. I slumped into the seat and crossed my arms over my chest.
"Mom found you?" Kay surmised.
"Good guess," I said.
"Looks like she still hasn't learned anything," Lucy commented between bites. "You eating that sausage? It's pretty good. You can have my grits. They're not what I expected."
"Me!" Tory gasped. "The gravy helps."
The girls shuffled food. Half of what I had picked out disappeared from my plate. I grabbed a strip of bacon and chewed on it.
"What'd she ask - or say?" Kay inquired.
"She wanted to know where we were sitting," I said. "WE - as in her and us. I told her that we needed time to talk."
Lucy nodded her head.
"I told her that we were used to operating without ADULT supervision."
"Right," Tory mumbled.
"I told her to straighten up the attitude and maybe we'd be more agreeable."
"Absolutely...," Kay replied.
"Of course, she took it sideways and asked if she needed to be everybody's whore in order to help us 'get over it'."
"I'm over it," Tory said. "She can kindly fuck off."
"I told her as much," I reported.
"She wasn't amused?" Kay asked.
"Bingo."
"I still find it a little hard to believe that she and Mom used to...," Lucy said.
"We do," Kay said.
"Well, yeah... I guess," our cousin said. "Okay, you're right. Just... it's weird cuz they're our parents?"
"Yeah," Kay agreed. "I'm still coming to terms with my mother being jealous enough of my attention that she wedged herself between me and Dad. I don't even think about him like that. I'm struggling to think about her... you know... with me."
"But you'd watch Jay fuck her?"
"Probably," my sister said. "That wouldn't really bother me."
"Her cunt's probably like a fucking prune," Tory said.
Lucy sputtered - mid-drink - and spewed water all over the table. Tory apologized as I ran to find napkins. I came back to find my cousin with tears in her eyes - and water running from her nose - as she laughed her ass off. I gave her some napkins to dry her face and then cleaned up the table.
"Rock, paper, scissors on who goes down on her...," Tory said.
"No...," the rest of us said at the same time.
We all started laughing again.
"You know...," Lucy said, looking at me. "You're gonna have to take one for the team."
"How's that fair?" I asked her.
"It's not - but I don't want her mouth on my twat - and I don't think Kay does either. Tory's already called your mom a bitch like fourteen times."
"Four," Tory said confidently.
Lucy laughed and said, "Just four then... Your mom's not going down on her..."
"I think I wanna try the fist thing...," Tory mused.
"You or her?!" Kay gasped.
"Her," Tory said. "My pussy's not that big. I'll give you $5 if you'll try..."
"Fuck you, no," Kay said, laughing.
They all three turned to look at me.
