Felicity moved round behind Paul's chair, she put her arms around his shoulders and kissed him on the head, several times. This was the third time she had done this and each assault had been accompanied by a pat on the knee from Auntie Lizzie.
"Is everything alright, mum?" asked Paul, getting rather worried by this strange behaviour.
"Of course it is, don't be silly" said Felicity "Eat your soup!"
Angela peered at Paul curiously, wondering if this had anything to do with him having sex with her mother. She looked at Lizzie trying to figure out what really old women did when they had sex. Lizzie caught her eye and gave her a quizzical look, but Angela didn't break eye contact. She wondered if her mother watched TV or read a book or something during sex, she'd seen that in a film once.
"You were dreaming!" said Lizzie, partly guessing Angela's thoughts. Angela gave her mother a silent sneer of contempt.
Felicity returned to her untouched bowl "Oh, I'm really not hungry" said Felicity. She pushed the bowl over towards Paul "Here you are, you have it."
"I'm alright thanks, mum" said Paul, not very keen on canned soup in the first place.
"You've got to keep your strength up" said Felicity.
"She's right" said Lizzie, patting him on the knee again.
"What for?" asked Paul suspiciously.
"For... growing up" said Felicity.
"And all those boy things you do when you're out and about" said Lizzie, with a grin.
Angela frowned and patted Paul's other knee "You're so corny" she said to her mother "If it was any cornier it'd be corn, with corn on, and corn ketchup."
Lizzie stared up at Angela in sudden surprise "What's got into you today?" she asked.
"Corn probably, with all the corn around" said Angela.
"Are you asking for another spanking, my girl?" asked Lizzie.
'Stupid question' thought Angela, she concentrated on her soup. It might have said 'tomato' on the can, but she was pretty sure it probably had corn in it too.
Lizzie smiled at Paul "Looking forward to the party?"
"Uh, yeh, I guess" said Paul. He was definitely looking forward to escaping his loony family.
"No-one's to touch the food until the guests have made a start" said Isabelle "Unless it looks like they're all being too shy, in which case I'll ask you to lead the way, but wait to be told."
"Oui, maman" said Damien and Jasmin.
"Oui, ma cher" said David.
"I expect the children will spend most of their time in the garden" said Isabelle, looking at Damien and Jasmin "So that's going to be your station, just make sure everyone is okay, and people know where to get food and drink, where the toilets are, and that no-one falls in the pond."
"Oui, maman" said the twins.
"We'll deal with the adults, try to talk to as many as possible, get to know them, and don't you flirt too much with the women" said Isabelle, looking at David.
"Moi? Mais non, ma cher" said David with a grin.
"And please, I'm relying on all of you to create a good impression, this is very important" said Isabelle.
"Oui, maman" chorused the twins, grinning excitedly.
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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