"Why don't you come over to my house in the meantime?" she offered. Jack shrugged. "Sure, why not". Bridgette placed Jack in her pocket and walked the short distance back to her house, with little action happening. Once they got inside the house, Bridgette noticed her mom and little sister in the living room watching tv. "Hey, Bridge, how was school?" her mom asked. "It was pretty good, nothing special but still". She went and joined the two on the coach, temporarily forgetting about Jack. "What are you guys watching?".
"I don't know, some reality show, it's more of a hit or miss, really" her sister, Abby, replied. Picking himself up and hopping jsut over the edge of Bridgette's pocket, Jack took a peek outside to see who Bridgette was talking to. He noticed Rebecca, Bridgette's mom, had a shapely figure which was especially prominent in the tank top and jeans she was wearing. Jack thought she might be about 45 or so now, but she certainly looked a little younger. His gaze shifted to Abby, Bridgette's little sister. She looked to be around twelve, like Lucy, and was still developing. Jack thought that she had an edge on Lucy in the body department, though, because there were signs of something there both in the front and back. Like her mother, Abby's features were accentuated by the clothing she wore: legging shorts and a tightly fit T-shirt. Realizing Bridgette still hadn't noticed him, Jack immediately snapped out of his observant mode and climbed out of her pocket to get her attention.
He tugged on the base of Bridgette's shirt, and she looked down. Gasping, Bridgette snatched Jack up in her hand and quickly went to the kitchen, catching the attention of both Abby and Rebecca. Bridgette dropped Jack on the kitchen counter, then slightly bent down to get a closer look. But before she could start talking to Jack, Abby and Rebecca entered the kitchen.
"Everything okay?" Rebecca asked. Abby nodded in agreement. Bridgette nervously responed, "Yeah, yeah, just was a little thirsty". Hoping her movement would take their attention away from the counter, Bridgette went over to the cabinet nearest to the fridge and grabbed a glass. Turning around, she noticed Abby lifting herself onto the counter to sit down.
Meanwhile, Jack froze as he looked up and saw the rounded butt of Abby descending his way. Unable to move an inch, Jack was placed firmly in the center of Abby's clothing and stuck there.
"So, wanna do something, Bridge?" Abby obliviously asked. Bridgette gasped for a moment, then responded "Sure, sure. How about we go outside or something?". Abby smiled. "Sure, sounds good!". Abby quickly hopped off the counter then went upstairs to change. Bridgette was unable to do anything as her sister carried away her friend, who was plastered on her legging shorts.
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