Bath

Lauren threw open the door, throwing herself into the house. She was panting, struggling to catch her breath as her mother came in behind her.

"Well Lauren, I drew you a bath." Her mother explained. "Go wash up."

"Mom, can't I just go to bed?" Lauren asked, eager for this day to end.

"Lauren, you're filthy!" Her mother pointed at her exposed body. "Covered in sand and dripping with sweat. I swear, you're such a lazy girl! Wash up right this minute before I tan your backside!"

Lauren, now knowing that was a real possibility she faced, skittered away, clutching her crotch and butt jiggling, over to the bathroom...