*HONK! HONK!*

"That's the cab! I need to pack!" Joanne screamed.

The woman ran to the laundry room to see the dryer still running. She pulled the door open to pull her clothes out, only to nearly burn her hands on the hot clothes.

"OWW! OOH!" she cried.

"Mom, why don't you help Lacey with the bags? I'll pack your stuff, ok?" Sam said.

Joanne was waving her hands in the air to cool them off and nodded, walking away. As she did, Sam quickly pulled the belt of her mom's robe, untying it. Lacey stood at the front door, and had to fight back a laugh as she saw her mom walking towards her, hands waving about, and robe completely open, exposing a four-inch wide expanse of flesh from her neck to her knees.

"Mom, you take Sam's bag. It's too heavy for me." Lacey said.

Joanne sighed and used both hands to pick up the suitcase. She followed her younger daughter out the door, holding the suitcase in front of her, shielding her exposed flesh from the cabbie, who seemed nonplussed seeing the woman clad in only a robe.

"Just leave it there. I'll put them in the trunk for ya." He said.

"Thanks so much. If you get us to the airport on time, I'll be sure to give you a nice tip." Joanne said, crouching and standing up.

The cabbie did a double take as he saw her gaping robe exposing her bare mound to him and the entire neighborhood. Lacey smiled, knowing this wasn't the first time she had exposed herself, but it was the first time she was unaware.

"Oh, that would...be...spectacular." the cabbie trailed off as the blood rushed from one head to another one.

"Come on, Mom. Sam probably needs help." Lacey said.

Meanwhile inside, Sam was sorting through the pile of hot, dry clothes in front of her. She could just leave them in the room, making her mom have nothing else, or she could pack a few choice items as the only things she could wear. As she opened the suitcase to see how much space her mother's bag had, she saw her mom's electric toothbrush and got a naughty idea. She ran to her bedroom and reached inside her bedside drawer and placed the item inside the suitcase. She then covered it with a few skirts and dresses. The thinner the better, and chose to omit any underwear. She had just closed it when she heard the front door open. She grabbed the (somewhat light for its size) suitcase and walked out of the room.

"Oh, you finished packing it?" Joanne asked.

"Yep. Everything you need is inside." Sam smiled and winked at her sister.

"Oh, I need to get dressed!" Joanne said, motioning to her robe, but still oblivious to her exposure.

"We're running late. You can get changed once we get past security. Just put on your flip flops and let's go." Sam ordered.

Joanne had to concede that fact. However, she was a bit embarrassed to enter an airport wearing nothing but a robe. On the bright side, she wouldn't have to worry about security. Sam led the way out and Lacey followed her mom to make sure she couldn't run inside. The cabbie's jaw dropped when he saw the older woman exit the house in the same state she had been before. He had expected it to be an accident due to the rushed circumstances, but now he wondered why she didn't change. Not that he would even consider asking about it. As he put the bag into the trunk, Lacey and Sam high fived again, excited that their plan was going so well.

Lacey and Sam pulled their mom to the cab, making her sit in between them. This ensured that she couldn't jump out too quickly, and it made sure their driver had a good view as Joanne had to spread her legs because of the bump in the middle of the floor. Sam and Lacey helped her buckle in, surreptitiously opening her robe even more as they did. Soon enough they were buckled and ready to go. The car sped off towards the airport.