<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/gd2DoSi.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Chrissy (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=273414.msg13475089#msg13475089)<br/><strong>Doing</strong>Arriving<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Quin, Emma, Open<br/><strong>Additional Information:</strong>Nobody has seen Chrissy before, they are expecting Chris.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Chrissy laughed with joy as she snuggled Quin close. "Oh you better believe it." She said happily. "We have so much slumber partying to catch up on!" Although she was a little worried about what sort of outfits she might end up in. She knew from recent experience how much easier it was to dress someone else up in something outrageous. But then again she could certainly return the favor. Her eyes sparkled with delight at the thoughts.<br/><br/>Her heart caught in her throat as her mother walked in. Her mother looked spectacular, as always, how she managed to be dressed to the nines and glamorous beyond words while working and raising three kids nobody would ever know, but she pulled it off so well. "Hi Mom" She smiled weakly, the stress flooding back. Please don't hate me, please don't hate me, please don't hate me....and she didn't!<br/><br/>Chrissy almost leaped for joy as her mother ran up and embraced her, returning the hug enthusiastically. "Mommy I'm so happy to see you!" She gushed, "Oh uhhhh..." she stammered with an obvious guilty tone to her voice as Emma instantly brought up the cost. Trust mom to be the one to zero in on that right away. It was no secret to Chrissy at least who the brains of this family was. "Well uh," she couldn't really come up with an excuse but thankfully there was a quick distraction.<br/><br/>She helped bring the rest of her bags just in the door, leaving them there out of the way for now as she hugged her mom and sister. With both of the older women in heels and already having a height advantage they truly did tower over poor little Quin, although Chrissy thought the girl could just wear heels herself if she wanted to catch up. As they embraced Chrissy was happy to note that did now indeed dominate in the chest area, even over her mother, who'd she'd been informed more times than she could count growing up was a total MILF.<br/><br/>Not that she disagreed, but you know, there are certain things you'd rather not hear people say about your mother.<br/><br/>"Gawd mom, I swear, if I look half as good as you in ten years I'll be happy." She shook her head in mock disgust as her mother's timeless beauty and how jealous she was of it already. "I hope Dad's still treating you good." She planted a warm kiss on her mother's cheek, happy to see her lipstick was holding up and not leaving marks - just as it said on the label for once.<br/><br/>She laughed as Quin scurried away, just like her to not want to be involved in the two taller women hugging each other. She turned back to her mother, still holding her close. "Thank you." She whispered softly.