Gloria's Revelation

16

"Now! For the moment we've alllll been waiting for!" Tiffany said as she stood on top of her bed using a hairbrush for a microphone. "A double date with Monica and her soon to be girlfriend!

"You mean the moment you've been waiting for." Monica reminded her. She was not really excited for the date at all. Dates came with expectations and Mo was not in the position to make any promises to anyone. Especially not anyone as sweet as Brooke. She didn't deserve to be led on. Though, Monica didn't know how to let her, or Tiffany for that matter, down easily.

"Whatever. I can tell how much you like Brooke. You've had this crazy glow lately. Don't think I haven't noticed."

Monica looked up from the book she was reading or at least trying to read. "Huh?"

"Yeah. You're busted. All the smiling at your phone and hiding your texts from me. It's cute."

I roll my eyes. If she really knew why I was hiding my phone from her all the time we'd be having a very different conversation.

"I'm telling you right now if she hurts you I'm kicking her ass." Tiffany says with her most convincing face.

Her protectiveness makes me smile. "I believe you, Tiff."

"You better. Here. Put this on."

Before I can look up to see what "this" is, an orange blur is thrown into my face. I hold it up to see one of Tiffany's "date shirts" as she would call them. It's barely a shirt. More like the remnants of a shirt worn for the sole purpose of showing off your boobs.

"Tiff, no. Come on. I'm not wearing this." I throw it back at her.

"Just try it on! The color looks amazing on you and face it, you have amazing boobs. I've seen them!" She throws it back at me. "Brooke will drool when she sees you in it."

"I will try it on. For you." I take the shirt and start to undress when there's a knock on the door.

Tiff cracks it slightly. "Hey, mom. Mo's naked. You can't come in."

Gloria found herself feeling indignant. "Why is she naked?"

Tiffany gave her a weird look. She heard the envy in her mother's voice. Fortunately for Gloria and Monica, Tiffany mistook the jealousy for anger. "Obviously, we're banging mom. Are you a homophobe?"

Gloria folded her arms. "Get real, Tiffany."

Tiffany mimicked the action and crossed her arms as well. "Get real, mom."

Monica laughed. "I'm not naked anymore if anyone cares." She looked at herself in Tiffany's mirror. She was surprised to see that she didn't hate the way the shirt fit her. She actually liked it. A lot. The way the soft material clung to her curves. How low the v cut and showed off her cleavage. Not to be rude but the shirt looked better on her than it did her friend.

"Damn!" Tiffany said, completely forgetting that her mother was present. Though, it's not like Gloria paid that any attention. If anything those were her exact sentiments. Forget Brooke. Gloria was the one on the verge of drooling.

  "Do you like it?" Monica asked aloud but she was really asking the older of the two blondes present.

  "Duhh. You have to wear that. You look so good." Tiffany said as she admired her best friend. "Like honestly, Mo. So good."

  "You're wearing that? Out?" Gloria asked.

  "Remember? We're double dating tonight. She has too look hot. " Tiffany says. "Not that you don't look hot normally. Just saying."