THIS PICKS UP RIGHT WHERE PART ONE LEFT OFF.
"Can't a girl just have a good day, Ali? I don't know why I look so good, but thank you for the compliment."
"Fuck you Shelly! I know that glow! A woman only looks like that after she's gotten it good! He was supposed to sleep on the couch. Now what happened?!"
"Nothing!"
"Bullshit!"
"All right! I just, I....I taught him how to kiss is all. It was pretty harmless. He's quite good actually."
"Goddammit Shelly! We'll just see about your lies," said a furious Ali as she stormed off to Danny's bedroom, with Shelly close behind.
"Oh shit," said Shelly, knowing what her sister was up to.
Ali stomped into the room and pulled back the quilt and covers, and then gasped in shock. The bedsheet was covered in cumstains. Ali's eyes went wide as she glared at her sister.
"What the fuck is this!? What the fuck Shelly?!"
Shelly was at a loss, so she tried to play it off.
"Yeah sis. So I noticed those stains too. The poor kid must really yank himself a lot. But I'm surprised he doesn't do it into a dirty gym sock like most teenage....OWWW!!!"
Ali had slapped her sister across the face.
"Jesus Ali!!!"
"You fucking bitch! He does jack it into dirty socks! I know because I'm the one who washes the crusty, disgusting things! And I also wash his sheets and they NEVER have cumstains on them," Ali yelled.
"My god Shelly! What all did you do!? My poor baby! What if Brian finds out!?"
"Brian? Why, he'd probably give Danny a hi five and a cigar."
"Goddammit," said Ali, knowing that her sister was right.
Danny was trying to stay out of sight while listening intently from around the corner just as his father called to him from the other end of the hall, exposing him to his aunt and mother.
"Danny, come visit with your grandparents! I'm making my famous waffles!"
Ali looked out into the hallway and caught Danny's eye. She frowned and went to his bedroom door and slammed it shut, leaving her and her sister alone. Danny sulked on his way to the kitchen. Things were not looking good.
"What are they arguing about? You know what, never mind. Word of advice son, never get between sisters when they're fighting. Just steer clear," said his father.
Danny hung out in the kitchen with the rest of his family members. It felt like his mother and aunt were in his room forever, arguing. But eventually the door opened and they came out and went to the kitchen. His mother still looked incredibly pissed while Shelly just walked behind her, a sheepish look on her face.
"Make me a Bloody Mary, Brian," Ali said to her husband. "A strong one."
"Make it two," said Shelly.
"All right! Getting the party started early," said Danny's father, slapping his hands together as he went to make the cocktails, while as usual totally failing to read the room.
Shelly walked behind Danny and whispered in his ear, "We need to talk at some point. But keep your mother drinking. She's never been an angry drunk, so it should calm her down."
The family drank mimosas and Bloody Marys as they ate breakfast and socialized. Danny made sure that full mimosas always appeared for his mother. Ali however, remained chilly around her sister which concerned him. He managed to find Shelly alone in the hallway and desperately pressed her for information.
"What's happening?"
"Your mom wants me to pack my things and leave this afternoon."
"No! You can't Aunt Shelly! What about tonight? We need to be together again!"
Danny felt terrible for being so selfish, but all he could think about was being with his gorgeous aunt again. It had become an obsession.
Shelly put her hand on his face, "I know baby. I really want to be with you again. But things are really sensitive right now. What we did was extremely taboo, and she has every right to be angry with me. Now remember, keep her drinking."
She then scampered off, not wanting her sister to catch her alone with Danny.
The day went on and the family relaxed around the beach, the pool, and the house. Ali and her sister continued to talk and Danny hoped that his mother was calming down, but he couldn't tell. He was panicking that this was it, and he would never get the chance to be with Shelly again.
By early afternoon, everyone was back at the house relaxing. Danny's father had him go to the garage where he kept his beer fridge, and told him to ice down a case. Danny was pouring ice into a cooler when the garage door opened, and his aunt slinked in. He stopped and just stared at her as she waltzed up to him, looking around to make sure they were alone.
"Danny, we need to talk."
Oh no, he thought. This was it. This is where she says that last night was a mistake and that it could never happen again. Danny's heart sank. She took his face in her hands.
"Danny, I need to apologize about last night."
Please no, thought Danny. He felt deflated as he expected to hear the bad news.
"Aunt Shelly, please don't apologize! I loved last night!"
"No Danny, I need to apologize to you. Last night was wonderful but....," she trailed off. Danny's heart was racing as he got ready for the disappointing bombshell.
"Danny....."
He looked at her pleadingly, not wanting to hear her say that it was over.