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As much as she wanted to continue messing with Rachel and finally have sex with her, Lisa now had another part of this equation she wanted to take care of. She just made sure of it. She got past the pictures of Stacy and her mother hanging around naked in their home and exited the house with a smile. She felt invincible. She walked back home hurriedly and found her mother leaning on a couch in the living room, reading a book. She was stunning, with a body of a demon and the face of an angel. The teenage girl smiled and crawled on her for a hug.

"Lisa?" Melinda exclaimed in a surprised tone. "You seem quite affectionate today..."

Her daughter pouted. "Does it bother you?"

She smiled and wraped her arm around her back. "Not at all. It's just unusual coming from you."

The redhead girl frowned, pretending to be perplexed. "Is that true?"

Melinda blinked a few times then smiled. "No, you're right. We do that quite often, I guess you just surprised me by jumping on me while I was reading."

Lisa giggled and pressed her cheek against her mother's chest, purring. "Hmmm... You smell like heaven... Hey! Did you clean yourself without me?"

Her mother's eye widened. "No, why would I do that? You know we always go to the bathroom together."

She grinned. "Yeah... Did you ever let me take a bath or a shower alone?"

Melinda laughed as she was thinking about newfound memories. "I always made sure you wouldn't, even when you were at an age when you pretended to want some privacy for those thing. It's important for our mother-daughter bonding."

"That's a good thing we have this strange bathtub. Could it ever be too small to contain the both of us? Could the water stop being clean and warm just as we like it no matter how much time we spend in it? Could the bubble bath ever stop being renewed?" If the ring could make lesbian procreation true, why not an infinite warm bubble bath?

"You know it doesn't, sweetie. You never stopped asking me those questions when you were a child and it never stopped working, why would it do now?" Her mother scolded her gently. "Isn't it time to go, by the way?"

The redhead girl giggled and got up, lending her older lookalike a hand to do the same.