Getting Boys Naked Chapter 3 Part 1 
by Aldric

Copyright 2006 by Aldric, all rights reserved.

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This story is entirely fictional.  No animals were harmed in
the writing of this story.  The creation of this story did
not contribute (greatly) to global warming.  It is intended
for adults only.  You can send comments or constructive
criticism to pietar_the_fearless@yahoo.com.  This story has
been copyrighted by the author.  

This story depicts minors in unusual conditions that may
include unprotected, unsafe sex or extreme humiliation. 
Obviously, this is not real life and should be taken as
such.
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GBN Chapter 3: Elijah 1

The subject of the GBN group was at that moment walking
through the neighborhood.  He'd much rather be riding his
bike, but had gotten a spanking from his mother just before
he left for work and sitting on the seat of a bike didn't
sound like a good idea at the time.

He remembered the first spanking he had gotten from his
mother.  It had been three years ago, and Gwen and her
little brother Lloyd were visiting.  Elijah had told Lloyd
not to touch any of his stuff, but the little brat just
couldn't keep his hands off stuff.  When Lloyd grabbed
something off the shelf Elijah lost control and punched
Lloyd in the stomach, knocking him down.  The little dweb
fell over crying and Elijah's mom came running in.

"Elijah, what am I going to do with you?" she had shouted.

"Once my brother did that to a boy younger than him and my
mom spanked him," Gwen proudly stated.  "He never did it
again."

"Maybe that's exactly what Elijah needs," his mom said, and
she grabbed him and spanked him right there in front of
Gwen.

Since then the spanking had grown progressively worse. 
Starting last year they were given on his bare butt, even if
his little sister was around to watch.  And now his mom had
started using a brush instead of her hand.  And Elijah
always blamed Gwen for planting the idea in his mom's head.

Every third week his mom had to work second shift which
meant that she was gone from thee in the afternoon until
eleven at night.  And every other week his sister had swim
meets.  When the meet was away, she stayed with a friend. 
That gave him roughly one night a month when he was home
alone.  And he always finished those nights with a ring-and-
run on Gwen's doorbell.  They didn't know who it was, but it
gave him some satisfaction anyway.  And tonight was one of
those nights.

It was about the twentieth he had done it.  He nearly always
chose a different night and different times just to keep
them guessing.  This was about the earliest he had done it,
but it still worked.  He could hear the door opening as he
got around the corner of the hedge and made the short jog to
his house.

As always, he kicked off his shoes and dropped his shorts
off as he ran in the house.  The thought of Gwen always made
him horny and his routine ended with a masturbation session
right after ringing the bell and running.

He was really into it and almost ready to shoot when his
front door opened and someone ran in.

"What the hell?" he asked as he leaned over the back of the
couch.  Lloyd was running through the living room towards
him.  He tried to stuff his boner back inside his boxers,
irritated at being interrupted right before the finish.

"You can't come running in here like that!  This is my
house!" he yelled at Lloyd.

"I was outside and I saw you.  I know it was you whose been
ringing our doorbell.  It sure makes Gwen mad when you do
it.  Too bad you didn't wait a few minutes longer or she
would have been in the shower."

Thinking of Gwen running out of the shower to answer the
doorbell in just a towel was almost enough to cause Elijah
to make a mess in his shorts.  "Yeah, too bad for that I
guess.  You're not going to tell on me, are you?"

"Oh, hell no.  I love seeing her get so pissed.  And you did
it once when she was in the shower and her towel almost fell
off at the door.  I laughed about that for weeks.  Why don't
you wait a few minutes and go back and do it again?"

Elijah had turned sideways in the couch to hide his
erection.  "I don't know, I've never done it twice in one
night before.  Besides, I don't feel like getting dressed
again."

"So just go in your boxers.  Its dark out and there's no
moon so nobody will see you.  I'll bet she answers with just
a towel on again since she knows that I'm out.  In fact,
she'll probably think it's me doing it.  She has no idea
it's been you all this time."

The thought of seeing Gwen in just a towel was too great a
temptation.  Holding his hand over his boner, Elijah got up
and looked outside.  To do it in his boxers would add a new
level of play.  But he had to get rid of Lloyd first so that
he could come home and enjoy it.

"I'll tell you what," Elijah said, "you wait over there in
the bushes and I'll ring the door.  Then we'll give her a
few minutes and I'll watch while you ring it again."

Lloyd quickly agreed and took off to his hiding spot.  With
a last look around to see if anyone was watching, Elijah
strode outside.  He decided he would run to the hedges and
turn around there and see if Lloyd was right.  He moved as
quietly as he could onto the porch.  There was a dull red
glow from the corner, but Elijah ignored it as he pushed the
door bell and ran.

Having socks on instead of shoes almost caused him to slip
and fall, which would have been disastrous, but he managed
to get around the hedge just as the lights came on and the
door opened.

"Lloyd, I know that's you.  Get inside this instant, you're
in big trouble," Gwen called.  "Come on, I can see you over
there in the bushes, now get inside."  The top of the towel
opened, nearly giving Elijah a view of her breasts, but she
turned and went back inside before he could see anything.

But the plan had worked perfectly.  Gwen had opened the door
with just a towel on, and even better yet she had blamed her
brother.  And now Elijah could go home and enjoy himself. 
This time he made sure to lock the door.

The next morning Elijah is woken by his mom hollering at him
to come out to the kitchen.  He gets out of bed and sees
it's already nine in the morning.  His thoughts of Gwen had
kept him busy several times last night.

Elijah goes to the bathroom before going to see what his
mother is upset about.  He walks in and sees Gwen sitting
with his mom at the table.  Since he's still wearing just
his boxers, he turns and runs.

"Damn it mom, you can't invite girls over here without
warning me," he yells as he runs back to his room.

Elijah, mom starts to apologize for Elijah's behavior, but
Gwen cuts him off.

"Actually, I've seen him before in just his boxers," she
says.  "It's the reason why I'm here."  She hands a video
tape to Elijah's mother.  "We've been having a problem with
people ring our doorbell and running away so we installed a
camera with night vision capability.  It captures a really
good image."

Elijah's mom popped the tape into the VCR and turns it on
just as Elijah comes out of his room, this time fully
dressed.  "What is this?" he asked.

He didn't get an answer so he sat down next to his mom to
watch.  A few seconds went by on the tape and then a pair of
white socks appeared in the bottom of the image.  The socks
move closer and a very clear image of Elijah was framed.

"As you can see, it's the same pair of boxers he was wearing
this morning," Gwen said.  She picked up the remote control
and said "and if I freeze it right about here, you can see
something else that's kind of disturbing."  The image froze
as Gwen pressed the pause key and it was obvious the front
of Elijah's boxers were tented out.  Gwen stopped the tape.

"You're sick!" his mother said.

"But mom, I didn't…"

"You aren't going to try and tell me you didn't do it, are
you?  Because your face is clearly shown, as is another part
of your anatomy.

"But it was Lloyd's idea," Elijah pleaded.  "He told me to
do it."

"I told you if you didn't learn from the hair brush I would
go to a cane.  Now you're going to find out that I meant it. 
Get undressed and get in position."

"Mom, please, not with Gwen here."  The look of real terror
was clear on Elijah's face.

"Uh, Mrs. Krome, if I may, I have an idea that may work
better."

Mrs. Krome had gone to the closet and returned with a cane
that was about four feet long and tapered to a point.  It
looked like it was made from bamboo and it flexed as she
swung it through the air.  But she paused and looked first
at Elijah and then at Gwen.

"Lord knows nothing else has worked.  I'd hate to beat him
with this, but I need something to keep him from going from
bad to worse.  What do you have in mind?"

"My mom had some trouble with Lloyd, my brother, and she
found this process that really worked well.  It's kind of
different, and you may not approve, but it really worked on
Lloyd.  I'll go get it and be back in a second."

Gwen came back as quick as she could.  She had the collar, a
controller, and the information she had downloaded from the
web.  Lloyd had come back with her.  When Mrs. Krome let
them in they saw Elijah standing against the wall, his pants
and underpants around his ankles and four red welts across
his backside.

Gwen did her best to ignore Elijah and explained the
process.  She demonstrated it on Lloyd, who acknowledged
that while painful it wasn't horrible.  She put the collar
on herself and allowed Lloyd to use the controller, and then
she offered Mrs. Krome to experience it.  Mrs. Krome tried
quick shocks on settings two, four, and six before taking it
off.

"The collar locks on, and only you have the key.  He can't
remove it.  As you felt for yourself the shocks don't cause
lasting pain or leave a mark.  And like you, my mother had
to go to work so she explained several rules to me and let
me and two of my friends take over the training of Lloyd
here.  We're experienced at it, and will to take on training
Elijah.  And we're cheaper than a babysitter, we only want
five dollars an hour and guarantee our results.  If your not
satisfied with the improvement in one week we will refund
all your money and you can go back to using the cane."

"I don't need a babysitter mom, especially one only a few
months older than me.  I promise, I'll never do it again,"
Elijah said.

"Let me see you demonstrate how it works and how well he'll
listen to you.  I'm not sure this simple device will work on
my boy," Elijah's mother said.

As they moved closer, Elijah jumped sideways to get away but
his mother was ready for it.  She grabbed him in a bear hug
and told Gwen to put the collar on him.  Elijah did
everything to prevent it but in the end the collar was
attached and the lock applied.  Gwen gave to key to Elijah's
mother.  During the struggle she had been very aware that
Elijah had an erection but did her best to ignore it,
knowing she'd have time for that later.

"Frankly Mrs. Krome, I'd feel more comfortable if he was
allowed to get dressed," Gwen said, trying to sound sincere.

Mrs. Krome nodded her head and told Elijah to go and dress
again.

"Be back here in three minutes," Gwen said to him.

Elijah said something under his breath but ran off to his
room.  He came back within the allowed time but looked more
defiant now that he was dressed.  But Gwen ignored him for
now.

"Lloyd, is what he said true?  Did you encourage him to run
over to our house and ring our bell?"

Lloyd hung his head.  "Yeah, I did it."  He looked Elijah's
mom in the eyes and said "I'm sorry Mrs. Krome.  It was my
idea, not Elijah's."

"And what else do you need to do now?" Gwen asked her
brother.

"I need to go home and tell mom what I did.  Goodbye Mrs.
Krome.  Goodbye Elijah, I'm sorry I got you into trouble." 
Lloyd left and headed home.

"You made him like that?" Mrs. Krome asked Gwen.

"It really didn't take that long.  He now takes
responsibility for his actions and if he does wrong and gets
caught he accepts his punishment without complaint.  And my
mom and I can ask him a question and get a truthful answer. 
He's not emasculated; he's still a boy and still does things
wrong.  But he doesn't swear anymore and he's in better
control of his behavior than ever before."

"Well Gwen, if you can do that with Elijah here, I'll gladly
pay you for the effort.  But I think you're going to find
Elijah here is a bit more of a challenge than your brother
was."

"The hell with that," Elijah said, "I'm not going to be
trained like I was a dog or something.  I'm out of here. 
Let's see just what the range is on that thing."  Elijah
took off for the front door.

He made it to the street, but by then Gwen had the
controller on position three and was holding the button
down.  She was a little worried because they had tested the
range on Lloyd and it wasn't much more than a few houses. 
Elijah was more than half that distance already.  She was
thinking about going to position four when Elijah finally
gave up.

"Alright, I give up; please stop it!" he begged, grabbing at
the front of the collar trying to pull it away from his
neck.  Gwen held the button down until he dropped to his
knees.  When she stopped the shocks she told him to come
back inside.  When he did she decided to let him know what
his choices were.

"Look, Elijah, you can work with me or your mother.  This is
how I teach you.  But you don't want to listen to me?  Then
tell your mother you were bad and ask her to use the cane on
you again."

When he didn't say anything she gave him a quick jolt from
position two.

"Mom, I, uh,…"

Mommy, I was bad, please use the cane on me again," Gwen
said.  Another burst from position two emphasized her
command.

"Mommy, I was bad, please use the cane on me again." 
Elijah's voice was so low he could barely be heard.

"Louder, so she doesn't have to struggle to hear you.  And
tell her you're sorry she has to punish you again so soon."

"Mom, I'm …"

"Mommy!" Gwen said, giving him another quick jolt.

"Mommy, I'm sorry you have to punish me again already, but I
was bad and you need to use the cane on me."

Tears were streaming down Elijah's face as he started to
unbuckle his pants for another canning.

"I think since I'm here it would be better if he left his
pants on," Gwen said.  But then she changed her mind.  "Or
maybe just his boxers, he didn't seem to mind running around
the yard wearing those last night."

Mrs. Krome agreed immediately and decided then and there
that she had placed her son in the proper hands.  She
offered the cane to Gwen, and was pleasantly surprised when
Gwen refused.  Leaving Elijah to go to work that afternoon
was going to be a lot easier.

During the day Gwen met with Elijah's sister Ellen to give
her some idea of what was planned and see what her reaction
was.  Ellen was twelve and it was hard to guess how she
would react to the plan.  If she came away with a feeling
that Ellen wouldn't allow them to have the fun they wanted
then they were going to have to make other plans.  But Ellen
reacted enthusiastically towards everything that Gwen
described.  "That bully has it coming to him" she said.  She
had a swim meet but said she would be home by five and would
be looking forward to a few hours of entertainment before
bed.  She asked if she could invite a friend or two over but
Gwen decided it was too soon.

That afternoon before Mrs. Krome left for work Brandy and
Nicole joined Gwen in telling her they would soon have a
different Elijah for her to come home to.

"If you have any problems that you want me correct with the
cane, just tell me about them in the morning," she said as
she was leaving, loud enough for Elijah to hear.

Once she was gone the three girls wasted no time.  They had
Elijah cornered in the kitchen.  "Strip!" Brandy ordered.

"I'm not doing nothing like that and you can't
make—awwww—okay, stop, I'll do it," Elijah said.

"That was position two, there are six in total.  But we'd
rather you do what we tell you because we tell you to
instead of because we can make you do it," Nicole said.

Elijah removed his shirt and shorts, but paused.  "Do I have
to go all the way?" he asked in a little boy voice.

"Yes, all the way.  Shoes, socks, underpants, everything. 
We want to see you naked," answered Brandy.

He blushed, but didn't want another shock.  He bent over and
pretended to struggle with a knot in his shoe in order to
delay, but Gwen bent down and pulled the knot free.  He took
off his socks and paused again.

"Do you want to get shocked again?" Brandy asked him.

"No, but why do I have to do this?  I promise, I'll do what
you say.  Just not this."

"You'll do what we say no matter what it is," Gwen told him. 
"And you won't get that collar off until you convince your
mother that you are a nice, pleasant young man.  Now get
them off."

Still he hesitated hoping for a way out—any way out that
didn't involve stripping naked for three girls in his class.

"See this here?" Brandy showed him the remote.  "I've moved
the setting to position four.  You're crossing a line you
really don't want to cross.  Positions four, five, and six
get worse a lot faster than one, two and three do."  Thanks
to some rewiring by Lloyd that wasn't true but Lloyd assured
them that the threat of the shock being worse was more than
enough.  Elijah quickly proved him to be right.

Having endured position three before he had no desire to try
position four.  He had no choice but to remove his shorts. 
As soon as they were off he saw Brandy's finger move over
the button that would shock him and he quickly pulled his
boxers down and stepped out of them.

His penis, which was fully erect and poking at the ceiling,
was about the same length as Tyler's had been but it was a
good deal thicker.  The girls were surprised that he didn't
really have much more hair than Lloyd had.  As they watched,
a thin stream of precum leaked out of the tip and hung down
to his knees.

"What does that taste like?" Nicole asked, pointing at the
trail.

"Huh?  Oh my god!" Elijah tried to cover up.

"Put your hands to your sides," Brandy commanded.  "Nicole
asked you a question, what does that stuff that you now have
on your hand taste like?"

"I don't know," he said and Brandy immediately jolted him
with a burst from position one.

"I don't know, honest," he said as he began to cry.  "I've
never tasted it so I don't know what it tastes like."

Gwen was amazed.  They had only been at him for fifteen
minutes and already they had him naked and crying.  There
didn't seem to be any limit to what they could do with him. 
"Then now's the time to find out.  Play with yourself and
then lick your hands clean," she told him.

"I, I, I, uh, I can't…"  Brandy gave him a five second jolt. 
"Please, I don't want to have to do that in front of …"
Brandy gave him a ten second jolt this time.  As soon as the
shock stopped he began to stoke his dick.  "Please don't
make me do it," he said, but as long as he was stroking
Brandy let him go.

It was soon obvious that he was ready.  The girls had
watched Lloyd several times and knew exactly what signs
showed a boy was on the verge of shooting.

"Catch it all in your left hand" Gwen said.

Elijah shuddered but moved his left hand into position. 
Unlike Tyler or Lloyd, when Elijah reached climax he shot
several globs of thick cum shoot into his hand.

"Now lick your hand clean," Gwen told him.

Elijah looked at the mess in his hand with disgust but a
movement of Brandy's hand helped him get started.

"So, how does it taste?" Nicole asked him.

"I don't know," he started but another quick jolt changed
his mind.  "It's salty.  It doesn't taste like anything." 
He was beginning to cry again.

"Oh, stop that now," Nicole said.  "You turn fourteen in two
months.  You just finished eighth grade.  You don't want
everyone in high school next year to know you still cry, do
you?  Go to the bathroom and wipe your face."

Elijah walked to the bathroom and started to close the door
but Brandy told him to leave it open.

"But I have to pee," he said as he pushed it closed.

The three girls were there as soon as the door closed.  They
barged right in and saw Elijah standing over the toilet. 
They gathered around him.

"You know the thing my brother hated the most?  Having to
pee while we watched.  And when he started to get used to
that then we made him pee while one of us held his penis. 
How do you feel about that?" Gwen asked.

"Uh, I can't pee when somebody is watching," he said.

"Okay then for now.  My brother felt the same way but he got
over it.  But if you don't need to pee then let's go back to
the living room and play a game."

Elijah did need to pee, but he just couldn't with three
girls watching him and it was obvious they weren't going to
leave.  He let them lead him the living room.

"Now we've done a lot of research and talked to a lot of
people who know you.  We actually know a lot about you
already."  They hadn't actually done any research but this
was the approach they decided to take.  "We're going to ask
you some questions and we want truthful answers.  If we
already know the answer and you lie you'll be punished
severely.  Since you don't know which questions we know the
answer to you had better be honest in answering all of
them."

Elijah was visibly nervous as Brandy held her finger right
over the button to activate the shocking.  He couldn't see
what position she had it set to.

"First question: How long is your penis when it's hard?" 
Lloyd had assured them that every boy measured his penis. 
And that every boy would probably lie about it.

"Uh, five and a half inches," Elijah said.

"We're going to measure it later and if it isn't that long
then you'll pay a painful price," Nicole said.

"I haven't measured it in weeks," he said.

"So it might be longer than that now?"

"Or maybe a little shorter," he said, looking down at the
floor.

"First, stop looking at the floor.  Make eye contact with
whomever is speaking to you, whether it's one of us, your
sister, or your mother."  Gwen waited until he looked up at
her.  "Second, did you lie about how long it is?"

Elijah hesitated.  He started to look down but a quick
movement by Brandy made him look back up again.  Gwen began
to realize they didn't even need to shock him anymore, just
the movement towards the button made him respond.

"Yeah, I lied.  It's really just barely over five inches."

The girls remained quiet for a few seconds.  Then Gwen said
"you're sister asked if she could invite a bunch of her
friends over tonight.  I told her to go ahead unless I
called her and said otherwise.  Once she leaves for home it
will be too late to tell her not to bring them along.  I'll
let you slid with one lie because it was your first
question, but if you lie to us again then in addition to
your punishment I will refuse to make that call and you'll
have plenty of additional company tonight."

"My, my, sister is going to see me?  Like this?" he
stammered as his face turned bright red.

"Of course she is.  Now focus, you don't have a lot of time
and we have many questions.  Besides us, what other girls
have seen you naked in the last year?"

"Uh, Julie Barns.  And my cousin."

"You cousin?  We didn't know about that," Gwen said. 
Actually, the news that Julie Barns had seen him naked was
news too but they let him believe they already knew about
that.  "How did your cousin happen to see you naked?"

"Um, her brother pantsed me in their pool."  Elijah looked
down and Brandy gave him a quick jolt to remind him to make
eye contact.

"What girls have you seen naked?"

"Uh, my sister, and …"

"Your sister?  She didn't say anything about that to us so
we can presume she didn't know you saw her?"

"No, it wasn't like that; it was years ago.  She was like
five or six years old."

"Okay, sorry for interrupting you.  Go on, but just girls
you've seen naked in the last year or two."

"Uh, just Julie Barns."

Gwen knew they were going to have to learn more about that,
but that would come later.  "How many boys have you seen
naked in the last year or two?"

"I don't know."  His hands shot to his neck as soon as he
saw Brandy move her hand.  "All the boys in gym class for
the last two years.  The boys on my basket ball team.  Some
kids in scouts.  I didn't keep count.  Lots of boys."  He
was close to panicking.

Gwen realized it was a dumb question and nodded at Nicole to
continue.

"Do you have any pictures of naked girls or women in your
room?" Nicole asked.

"Yes," he said, wanting to look down but remembering to keep
eye contact.

"Let's go have a look at them," Nicole said.  They followed
him to his room.

His room was completely different than Lloyd's room. 
Instead of electronic gadgets his room was filled with
sports objects—balls of every type, pictures of him in
basket ball and baseball uniforms, trophies, and banners. 
And unlike Lloyd's room, this one didn't have as much of a
disagreeable smell.  There were no dirty clothes on the
floor and the bed was made.

Elijah reached between his mattress and box springs and
pulled out three Playboys and Hustler magazine.  Next he
went to his closet and pulled some clippings from out of a
shoebox.  Finally he opened a drawer and dug to the bottom
until he pulled out a pad of paper.  In the back pages were
some hand-drawn images of naked girls.  The drawings were
actually quit well done.

"Those you can keep, they're more like art," Nicole said
regarding the drawings.  "The rest of it goes on your
mother's bed."

"No, please," he whimpered, "she'll use the cane on me
again."

Brandy hit him with a short burst of electricity.  "Stop
crying or complaining every time one of us tells you to do
something."

"Were you listening when my you said my brother dared you to
run to my house in your boxers?" Gwen asked.  When he nodded
she continued, "Then that is what we expect out of you.  If
you did something wrong you owe up to it and take what ever
punishment it deserves.  Your mother might cane you, but
it's more likely she will consider what we did to you as
punishment enough.  And it will be better if you tell her
you had those and we told you to give them up.  I don't
think she'll be too hard on you for that."

"Does my mom know that you're keeping me naked?  Or that my
sister's friends are going to see me?"  He was on the verge
of crying again.

"Your mother approved of everything we're doing.  If you
think the cane is better than go ahead and complain to her
because we'll take the collar off and leave you to her
punishment.  If that's what you want."  Gwen was walking a
thin line here since his mother didn't suspect nudity played
any role in the training.  But she hoped that by making him
think she knew about it he would be too embarrassed and too
scared to bring it up.

"Next question.  Have you ever touched a girl's vagina?"  It
was Brandy's turn to ask.

Elijah turned red but answered the question.  "Just Julie
Barns."

"Have you ever touched another boy's penis?"

This time his face turned a much deeper shade of red and
even his ears seemed to light up.  He shook his head no.

"Oh come on; don't do this to yourself.  Do you want your
sister's friends to see you like this?  The answer is
written all across your face so tell us about it."

"Johnny Wessermon.  It was last year at Boy Scout camp.  We
just kind of held each other's uh, thing."

"Come on, the rest of it.  You didn't turn that bright a red
just because you held a boy's penis."

"We both were hard and we played with each other's thing
until we shoot.  But it was just the one time.  I'm not
gay!"

Lloyd had told them that sexual play between boys was not
that unusual so the girls weren't shocked by Elijah's
admission.

"I guess that's enough for now," Gwen said.  "I'll give your
sister a call and tell her no friends tonight."

"Who cleans your room?" Brandy asked as Gwen left.

"My mom."

"Not anymore.  From now on you will keep it at least this
clean.  That means making your bed every morning and dusting
every week and vacuuming the carpet twice a week.  And for
as long as you have that collar on you will make your
sister's bed and offer to make your mom's."

"How long do I have to wear this collar?"

"That's up to you.  When you can do what you're told to do
without whining or complaining and you can owe up to things
you do wrong then we'll test you.  If you pass the test
we'll tell your mom to take if off.  But remember, if you
screw up the collar can go back on as quickly as it comes
off."

"I'm ready for the test now.  I'll do what you want."

"There is no way anyone would believe that we could change
you in two hours.  You've got a lot more pain coming before
we agree to test you so get used to it."

Gwen had only stepped out into the hall.  Since she had
previously told Ellen not to bring friends over she didn't
need to call but it helped that Elijah didn't know that.

"Ellen will be home in a few minutes.  She's disappointed
she couldn't bring her friends over, but I'm sure she'll get
over it.  Go wait for her and when she comes in greet her
nicely and offer to carry her bag in.  Then you can help us
with dinner."

"Do I have to be naked when she comes home?"

"See?" said Nicole "That's what I was talking about earlier. 
Instead of just saying 'yes' to Gwen you have to bother her
with a stupid question.  Don't you think if she wanted you
to get dressed she would have told you so by now?"

Elijah waited for his sister to come home, dreading the
moment when she did.  "I still have to pee," he said after a
few minutes.

"Wait for your sister to get home.  She'll want to watch
too," Brandy said.

Elijah shivered at the thought.