The flight was long and boring, the triplets taking turns in the bathroom to whack off. Scott and Daney sat in adjacent seats, fondling each others genitalia under 'Barf Bags' (Barf Bags so no one else could see) Frank and Sheila travelled first class, while the rest were in coach. Frank and Sheila were dealing dope and prostituting themselves to the rich.
"Oh my God! Zsa Zsa! I missed you sooooo much!" Daney yelled as she thundered toward Zsa Zsa. Six stood by her mother, her arms crossed thinking to herself 'who are these grease monkies Daney has managed to latch herself onto?'
"Hey Daney! Wanna ride in my Beetle?" Zsa Zsa yelled, hurting everyone with her high-pitched, curdley voice. Clint was turned on by Zsa Zsa's handlebar mustache. He wished he had a Barf Bag to hide the fact that he was fondling his own genitalia. Bob was more fascinated with Six. Six was supposedly Daney's twin sister. There was absolutely no resemblance there. Six was skinny, had breasts that weren't composed of fat, and if she did have a mustache, she hid it very well.
"Hey! You must be Dave!" said Daney's mom, searching her brain for a name that would make sence to call Frank.
"No, I'm Frank, but later I'll be whatever you want for $20!"
"Oh Frank!" Daney's mom cooed, searching her purse for $20.
"Can I ride in the Beetle with you two lovely ladies?" Scott asked, as Zsa Zsa and Daney went toward the beat up, fourth hand lavender beetle. It was an old school beetle, so the paint was almost completely chipped off.
"Why not?" Zsa Zsa said, climbing into the driver's seat. Then Daney and Scott got in. Thw wheels looked like they were going to burst. Clint looked left out. His emotions for Zsa Zsa were making him feel as if his dick was going to explode. Bob looked one last time at Six.
"I wanna drive, mom!" Six said, dragging her mother away from an extremely dirty conversation between her and Frank and Sheila.
When Zsa Zsa dropped Scott off at the Moff-Shack (AKA the Moffatt's house), Daney kissed Scott goodbye, and they watched him hobble up the extremely broken path.
"So, have you guys, y'know, done it yet?" Zsa Zsa cut to the chase.
"You know, that's my biggest wish, but no, we haven't." Daney said, thinking still of Scott's fingers. They were calloused from playing guitar, and there was a massive amount of dirt caught underneath his fingernails, but they were probably the only fingers ever to dare go near her VD trap, other than her own.
"So who was the guy with the Satan Facial hair going on? Zsa Zsa asked, referrring to Clint.
"Oh, that's Clint. He's sexalicious, isn't he?"
"You know it! But I think I preferred the dude in the Playboy shirt" Zsa Zsa licked her lips as she thought of Bob.
When Daney got home, Six looked pissed.
"Daney! Seeing that you are my sister, I think you could do just slightly better than that greaseball!"
"Six! How dare you insult my Scotty-Wotty?"
"Daney! You have the potential! You do! Seriously!"
"Six! Get out of my way! I have to eat something! It's been an hour since my last ham roast, and I really need one!"
In the middle of a ham, the phone rang. Daney answered it.
"Hello?" she said, after swallowing.
"Daney, it's Zsa Zsa... do I smell ham?"
"Zsa Zsa! It's MY ham!"
"Oh fine... anyways, I'm having a party tomorrow night. Bring Scott and his brothers."
"Will do!" Daney said and hung up. Daney finished the ham and then called Scott.
"Hello? It's your fave Frankie! $20 and I'll do whatever you fancy" Frank rasped into the phone.
"Frank, it's Daney. Give the phone to Scott." Frank gave the phone to Scott, who was in the middle of whacking off. Britney Spears gave him a better boner than Daney ever would. Too bad.
"Y'ello!" Scott said, going soft.
"Hi Scotty!"
"Oh, hi Daney, what's up?"
"There's a party at Zsa Zsa's house tomorrow"
"Cool"
"Bring your brothers. Bye!"
"Bye" Scott said, and hung up the phone. Scott went into his brothers's room, they were watching "Asses and Facial Hair" on the Playboy Channel.
"Dude! That guy Scott is the best! He reminds me of me!" commented Scott.
Daney opened the nearly empty fridge.
"Oh no! I ate all the food!" screamed Daney, in horror. She dug around the bottles and jars, and selected a jar of Cheez Whiz.
"This will have to do" she said, grabbing an oversized spoon.
Later that night, Six; who was having a sleepover with her friends Katee and Vanessa; came down for a snack for the three, and to her horror, Daney had fallen asleep with a Cheezy spoon in one hand, and a jar in the other. Daney's face was platered with Cheez Whiz, and there was ham grease in her hair and all over her shirt.
"Nasty!" whispered Katee to Vanessa.
"I know!" Vanessa whispered back.
"Pay no attention to the pig!" commented Six.
"There's Cheez Whiz in her mustache!" Katee snickered.
"Fuck! There's no food!" Six said, taking control of the situation. 'Daney's boyfriend' Six concluded to herself 'must be blind'.
Chapter 3
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