Storm
Leah finished covering the last of the scars that had dared to peek out from beneath my gown. Before I could even ask what was next, Lilly appeared beside me, holding out a pair of black strappy heels.
“Here. These will go perfectly with the dress.”
I slipped them on and stood in front of the mirror, turning from side to side as I admired the finished look.
“Well?” I asked, looking at the girls. “Do I look like Luna material or what?”
Leah answered with a shrill wolf whistle.
“Looking good, Mumma Wolf!” she called, winking at me.
“Ooh la la,” Julie added with a giggle. “We have one hot Mumma.”
Lilly looked between her sisters, a mischievous grin spreading across her face.
“Lena is what the boys at our high school would call a MILF.”
The room erupted into laughter.
I stared
