At Least Mom Made It Kind Of

Silence wasn't always common in the Freeland household, even less so around the dinner table. But for the moment, the two sisters and their mother sat without a word between them. The clinking of silverware and plates had taken over, and each of the present family members enjoyed, or at least tried to enjoy their mothers spaghetti. Rather than sit in silence, the girls mother spoke up

"Have you decided what you're going to do for senior skip day, Jessica?"

Jessica finished chewing before answering "No. Not really. I might just hang around here."

"Well that's not really fun. What about going for a hike? Or I could take you for a day trip somewhere?"

"Maybe. Honestly, I was probably going to call [friends name] and we'd hang around the mall or here or something."

"Still doesn't seem like fun."

"What should we do? We have school the next day."

Her mother shrugged, then bent forward to take another bite. Amanda asked

"Well if Jessica is getting the day off and just hanging around, can I get the day off too?"

"No. You're going to school."

"Ugh. C'mon mom!"

"You'll be a senior soon too. You can have the day off then."

Amanda went back to twirling her spaghetti, mumbling to herself.

Without anything else to grab their attention, the family returned to silence, with most of the trio wrapping up their meals. Just then, the distinctive ringtone of their mother's phone sounded from the kitchen counter, which was close to the dining table. The girl's mother got up to answer it, picking up when she saw that it was her husband. Staying in the kitchen, her daughters were aware of the conversation.

"Hey honey! How's your trip?"

The girls could hear the excited response of their father on the other end of the line. Their mother responded

"That's great! See, I told you that you should have gone, congratulations on the award sweetie!"

Jessica and her sister had finished their dinners, and Jessica instinctively begun to clear the table, carrying each plate and glass in her hands as best as she could. She walked around her chatting mother as she gathered up the pots and pans and put them in the sink. She poured liquid soap on each of the dishes and started the tap. As the sound of running water filled the kitchen of the small ranch house, only Amanda noticed their mothers reaction. But they all heard her words.

"No, Jessica was just starting the dishes." She laughed nervously "Honey, you know I'll only do that for you if you're good. No, I can't talk like that, the girls are right here."

Both Jessica and Amanda looked at each other. Amanda raised an eyebrow, and Jessica giggled. As their mother moved away from the kitchen, Jessica finished up with the brief chore of washing the dishes. It was good timing too, as she felt the familiar twinge of a bladder that was due to release its contents. Her sister had left for her room, and Jessica followed close behind. Their house had just one hallway that connected the bedrooms from the kitchen and living room. Along the narrow hallway sat the only bathroom in the house. Sandwiched between the dining room and the spare bedroom, it was a small, compact area.

As Jessica opened the thin wooden door and flicked on the light, the almost yellow color of the old tile hit her eyes. They adjusted quickly while Jessica shut the door behind her. Nonchalantly, she walked over to the toilet, which was nestled between the counter and the window. In one quick motion, her athletic shorts were on the floor, and her eighteen year old butt on the toilet seat.

With her forearms resting on her thin thighs, the room was soon filled with the sound of Jessica's fresh pee slipping past her labia and dripping into the toilet water. Quickly the dripping sound of her urine splashing into the toilet was replaced with the the constant splatter as it started to rush out of her young snatch. As Jessica peed, she looked out the window, not at anything in particular, but it helped pass the few seconds it was going to take to relieve herself. The sound of the splashing water in the toilet bowl reverberated off of the walls of the small bathroom. Below her, the water itself started to adopt a yellowish hue as Jessica's pee added to the liquid already in the bowl.

Soon, her steady flow of urine began to arc back towards her pussy, wetting her lips with the excess flow. In a moment, Jessica was done. Grabbing a few squares of toilet paper for herself, she made sure she was dry. In one motion Jessica stood and pulled her athletic shorts back up along with her panties. In another motion, she flushed, clearing the discolored water from the toilet.

Jessica turned her attention to the mirror. Without many thoughts running through her mind, she began removing her makeup for the night. Dabbing the brush against her face and utilizing the necessary tools was a second nature at this point. Part of her relished in the solace. Not that her family was noisy, but there were usually four of them. So Jessica took her private opportunities where she could.

Her sanctuary was quickly dashed by a sudden knock on the door. A light tap, Jessica heard her mother on the other side.

"Sweetheart, your father found something for you tomorrow. Work gave him a few tickets to a baseball game, and he can't make it. I thought I'd take you and Aubrey for senior day."

"Oh." Jessica thought about it for a second "Yeah! That sounds great! Could we go to the mall too? Make a whole day out of it?"

Her mother thought about it. "Sure. You know what? I'm meeting Jen for lunch, why don't I drop you and Aubrey off at the mall, then come back and pick you two up?"

"Sounds like a plan. Thanks Mom!"

"Oh and Honey?" There was a pause "Are you going to be done soon? 'Cuz mom really needs a pee right now."

"Um...maybe like fifteen minutes?"

"Your sister's out here too."

"I'm almost done."

"Now Jessica." Her mother spoke with some force

Sighing, Jessica dropped her makeup removing tools and opened the door, her mother's figure taking up most of the door frame. Surprisingly, she had both her hands hovering near the crotch of her khaki pants.

Her mother pushed past her and closed the door as Jessica left the only bathroom in the house. Her sister was standing against the wall with her arms folded, a disappointed look on her face.

"She always does this."

"Who, mom?" Jessica asked

"Yeah-" Suddenly Amanda was interrupted by a loud splattering sound.

Instantly, both sisters were acutely aware that they could hear their Mother peeing on the on the other side of the light door. It was accompanied by a sigh that was as loud as the noise of her urine spraying both into the toilet water and against the insides of the bowl. The two could also hear a faint hiss, but didn't want to acknowledge where it was coming from. Amanda continued her thought as the sound of their Mother peeing echoed behind them

"I mean, I was standing out here waiting for you, and she just walks up after her conversation with dad and cuts right in front of me."

"She must have needed to go that bad." Jessica paused, letting the sound of her mother's spraying urine accent her point

"Would it have killed her to wait? Or not hold it until she's about to piss herself?"

Before Jessica could respond, the sound of her mother's stream ending it's journey out of her became apparent. It was quickly replaced with the sound of her scolding voice

"Because Amanda, I had to work today, run errands, and cook dinner for the two of you." They could hear her unrolling the toilet paper from its place in the bathroom "Mom's a big girl, she can hold her pee, but we all have limits."

"You'll be fine Mom. You can wait like two seconds, its not gonna hurt you."

They could hear the toilet flushing, and soon their mother opened the door.

"Don't argue with me. Here." She opened the door for Amanda, who said nothing as she too entered the bathroom.

Rather than stand in the hall and listen to another family member pee, Jessica headed for her shared room, excited to call her friend and plan their day tomorrow.

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Jessica watched the homes and trees go by the window of her mother's car. Occasionally, there would be someone on the sidewalk, going about their day. Sometimes she wondered about those people. Even if what they were doing was mundane, it was still part of their lives. Whoever they were, whatever their lives were like, they all had stories to tell. Part of Jessica just wanted to hear them.

Stop signs, red lights, and traffic had their way with the mother and daughter duo, but there was very little conversation between them. As they pulled onto the highway towards the mall, Jessica hoped to liven the tone in the vehicle.

"I like your pants Mom. Are they new?"

"Oh. No. But thank you Sweetie!" She ran her hand long her thigh "I like the color with this top. And I felt like the yellow was summer-ish."

"You sure they're not new? I feel like I'd remember if I saw you in yellow jeans."

"Actually Jess, truth is I probably couldn't have fit in them for a while. I think I bought them last year. Maybe even the year before."

"Oh." Jessica paused "Well congrats on losing the weight then."

Her mother smiled "Thanks Honey." She looked over to Jessica "I like your jeans too."

"These are old. I'm probably going to buy a new pair with Aubrey."

Her mother nodded before returning her attention to the cars on the road. The first sign advertising the mall appeared, reminding her to go over the plan with her daughter.

"So remember Jess, we're kind of on a tight schedule here. After I drop you off, I'm going to have lunch with Jen, and then come back to pick you two up. Don't be in their for more than an hour or a half or so. Or until I text you."

"Yeah, I know mom. Did I remember to tell you about Aubrey's plans? She sent me a text this morning that her parents are going to take them to see their cousins or something like that after we're done, so they'll be at the house at like 6:30 or seven."

"6:30 or seven? We'll have to leave like right after the game!"

"I know, but it was that or she wouldn't be able to come at all."

Her mother sighed. "Fine. Hopefully its a quick game then."

The two returned to silence, and Jessica rested her head on her hand. The highway was much less interesting than suburbia. The only even slightly interesting thing about the highway was the slow erosion of their home town, and the rows and rows of trees between the two lanes that used to be part of a forest. Jessica supposed that it technically was still a forest, just much less so now.

Out of boredom, Jessica played with her auburn hair. She had curled it that morning and took some pride in how it looked. Preening her tank top, she couldn't help but bask in the confidence that her fit body gave her.

As the trees began to thin, and the woods turned to assorted buildings and the makings of another town, Jessica's mother waded through the growing traffic line of cars and made for the exit. A large billboard advertising the mall dominated the skyline. Shop, relax, enjoy. The mall that has it all!

"You know, I've never liked that tagline."

"What tagline?"

"The one on the billboard Mom, see it?."

"Why is that? Isn't that what you're going there to do?"

"I mean I guess, but it just seems too generic."

"Well what wouldn't be generic?"

"Um...I don't know. They should just try to be more creative."

"Uh-huh. Glad you're going into marketing then."

Jessica looked over at her mother as the car entered the massive parking lot for the mall.

"I can't tell if you're being sarcastic or not."

Her mother looked back and smiled gently. Jessica gave her a playful smack

"Mom! I want to draw! I'm not going to be coming up with the words!"

Her mother chucked to herself as they made their way to the entrance of the populated area. Out of the couple dozen people milling around the entrance, one girl with blonde hair stood out. Jessica smiled and hopped out of the car as it stopped.

"Hey You!"

"Jess! Hey!" Her longtime friend greeted her back with a friendly hug

"An hour and a half girls!" Jessica's mother called after them

Jessica waved her off and shut the car door, turning back to her friend as her mother drove away.

"So where do you want to go first? Or do you just want to walk around?"

Aubrey looked at Jessica funny "Walk around, duh. I need the exercise if I'm going to be eating ballpark food."

The two friends turned and walked towards the large glass doors that gave the building a grand appearance. Despite its age, it was designed with care, and gave an air of sophistication.

"You're actually going to eat the food there?"

"Uh yeah?"

"Don't act like I'm stupid, didn't you become a vegetarian?"

"Ok, but have you had a pretzel, ice cream and a hot dog at a baseball game?"

"Never even been to a baseball game."

Aubrey looked at her friend, shocked as they entered the mall and stared walking down the massive hallways

"Never?"

"Why would I? I don't care about sports."

"Not even by accident?"

"How do you accidentally go to a baseball game?"

Aubrey shrugged "I don't know, but they're super fun! Oh! Hey!" She cut in front of Jessica and quickie walked into a sporting goods store. As Jessica followed, Arbury excitedly continued "I'm getting a hat!"

Jessica couldn't help but smile at her friends energy. She was already glad to have found something to do today.

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While the two girls roamed about the mall, Jessica's mother made her way through town to her favorite Italian restaurant. Both traffic and finding a place to park was simple, and as soon as the car was turned off, she began to touch up her makeup. It wasn't more than a minute before she heard a knock on the window.

"Jen! Hey!"

"Maddie! Hey!" She threw back in a jovial manor

"Just let me finish my makeup and we'll head in."

Jennifer quickly bent one of her knees, her polka dotted dress swaying in the wind. "Um, you can just finish that inside."

"Cold?"

Jennifer nodded, weakly smiling as she did. Maddison closed her small mirror and put it back in her purse. Climbing out of her car, she joined her friend on the sidewalk.

"How was the drive over here?"

"Oh...you know. Slow."

"Really? I got Jessica to the mall pretty easy."

Jennifer nodded and adjusted her purse on her shoulder. The dark color matching the black of her polka dotted dress. Her hands by her sides, she walked quicker than usual, and certainly faster than Laura. Jennifer reached the outdoor hostess first, and gave her name for their reservation. As the hostess grabbed two menus and began leading them inside to their table, Laura asked

"Is your back acting up again?"

"Hm? N-no..,I'm fine, why?"

"You're walking so stiff, I was worried." Laura laughed nervously "Are you sure?"

"I'm fine."

As Laura sat down at their table, Jennifer mentioned to the hostess "I'm sorry miss? Where are the restrooms? My friend wanted to fix her makeup."

The hostess pointed to the far corner of the restaurant, her pantyhose-clad knees briefly touching. She quickly brushed down her short black skirt.

"Back there, but there might be a wait. We've been super busy like, all day."

As she walked back outside, Jennifer began to walk to the far corner of the restaurant. The half-wall that blocked the view of the doors, and the small sign that read restrooms was difficult to read from where they were seated. Despite what the hostess had said, there was only one other woman in line. Before Laura could even think about joining her friend, their waitress came over to the table. Not knowing what her friend wanted to drink, she ordered waters to start and an appetizer before joining her friend in line.

They stood shoulder to shoulder, Jenifer intently watching the door in front of her. It was a dark wooden color, with a stained glass center that bore the word women's on it. The one lady in front of the two friends went in before the two said a word between them. Laura tried to start a conversation

"What did the doctors say? About your back?"

"Hmm?" Jennifer bit her lip "Oh. It's bad."

"Bad?"

"Mhmm."

"What do you mean bad?"

"Well..." Jennifer grabbed at the hiem of her dress "It hurts." She nodded and looked over at Laura.

The two fell back into silence for a moment until the door opened. The woman held the door for them both as Jennifer gave a weak smile. Laura followed and walked towards one of the sinks, grabbing some of her makeup tools out of her purse. Jennifer quickly walked into the open stall.

Laura could hear her friend quickly jam her purse onto the hook of the stall door, followed by the unmistakable sound of her shoes tapping on the clean tiled floor. As Laura began to reapply her makeup, she heard an unmistakably loud hiss from the stall her friend had just occupied. It was followed by an equally loud splash, the toilet water reacting to the heavy flow of fresh piss it was about to endure. Her friend was breathing heavily, sounding as if she was just coming up for air after being underwater. For a moment the only sound in the entire restroom was the splash of the toilet water and the hiss of her deflating bladder. Both of which nearly drowned out her heavy breathing.

"So yeah-"

Jennifer started to talk, but the sound of the splashing water and her hissing snatch became greater as she contracted her muscles. It briefly overwhelmed her voice

"There's a ton of traffic on the highway. Construction made it a one lane, so that was annoying. But yeah, my back is better, I think it was just that old office chair I was using."

As the stall next to Jennifer flushed, the splashing of her stream was still audible over the sound of the swirling water. The other woman washed her hands next to Laura, but said nothing. The sound of Jennifers hissing pee still permeated the room, and the splashing of the water below her created an awkwardness for the stranger and Laura both.

As Jennifer's stream began to die down, Laura finished her makeup and reapplied her lipstick. It was subtle, just enough to help her pale lips pop. The once roaring stream that had erupted from Jennifer had finally been reduced to a slow drip. Laura asked her friend a question, piercing the veil as she heard her unravel the toilet paper

"Better?"

Jennifer sighed "You have no idea."

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Jessica looked away from her phone for a moment as her friend suddenly grabbed her arm and darted off towards a sporting goods store.

"Wait! Where-"

"We're getting hats! C'mon!"

They cut in front of a lane of people walking in the opposite direction and entered the store. Sports weren't that interesting to Jessica, but she smiled a little at her friend's excitement. As they entered the store, Aubrey immediately made her way to the hats and began combing through the shelves. She shuffled through a few of the more popular teams, and made a face when she couldn't find the one she was looking for. She looked around the shop, which was sparsely packed with people. The only person who appeared to be working was an overweight, middle aged man with glasses. His balding head picked up when he saw the young blonde senior approach him.

"Excuse me sir? It doesn't look like there are any Spanner's hats. Can you help us out?"

He nodded, obviously happy that the bubbly blonde with large breasts for her frame was taling to him. Aubry made small talk

"We're going to the game this afternoon, and its my friends first time."

He looked at Jessica and smiled, her brownish hair and it's natural curls were equally as alluring.

"You like sports?"

Jessica shook her head, a little shy. Aubry spoke for her