A Wonderful Morning

Lydia awoke, better rested, more relaxed, and far more rejuvenated than she could have ever expected.

Lydia stretched energetically as she rose from her slumber just ahead of her alarm starting to beckon her awake. Lydia Couldn't explain the why or how, but she felt truly great and excited for the day ahead. Springing from bed she went about her morning routine, with more enthusiasm than she otherwise could imagine, the routine quickly flying by as she moved through it with so much more vigor than normal she even had time to stop and masturbate in the shower before milling about in the kitchen, doing extra cleaning with the strange motivation and time she had gained not slowly milling about.

The same however could not be said for Mary, Lydia's daughter.

Mary emerged from her room a slovenly, exhausted mess. Seeing her mother bounce about energetically made her feel even more exhausted as her mind groggily lingered on the restless dreams that had permeated her mind all night. Mary felt like she'd barely slept as she slumped into a chair at the kitchen table and dropped her chin into her hands, a messy bob of dark brown hair fanning about to obscure her face from the morning as her mother dished out cereal and shoved the bowl before Mary.

"Somebody looks like they woke up on the wrong side of the bed." Lydia teased, humming happily to herself as she looked about for something to do, feeling strangely uneasy to be out of things to be cleaning in the kitchen with a half hour still to go before she had to leave for work.

"Well if SOME body hadn't hogged the good side of the bed maybe I'd feel more rested." Mary grumbled looking up at her mother and then shaking her head as a sudden clear image from a dream she didn't recall last night flashed through her mind. Mary missed what her mother said in response, shifting slightly as she felt a strange lifting of her fatigue as she momentarily paused and questioned the image now thoroughly ingrained in her memory, despite being formally dismissed from thought.

"Whatever..." Mary generically answered, stirring her spoon lazily around the cereal bowl before her, wanting to avert her eyes, but finding them strangely drawn to gaze back up at her mother to compare to the image that was stirring incoherent thoughts and feeling in her mind. Gazing back down at the cereal Mary felt the torpor return as she slowly ate, before dragging herself through her morning routine getting ready for school.

Lydia in a restless state decided not to linger about after Mary finished her breakfast and her bowl was quickly ushered away and washed as the lithe 19 year old dragged herself back to her room, trying not to look back and linger on the strange impressions that puzzled through her muddled mind.

Lydia enthusiastically greeted each neighbour she passed on her way down and our of their low rise apartment, unaware of the impression stirred in each of their minds with her passing as she skipped out of the building and off to work.

Lydia's energy and enthusiasm continued throughout her work day at the second hand shop. Not to say the work day went normal otherwise.

Objects provoked strange new perverse thoughts as she sorted them, inventoried them, and stocked them in the shop.

She mindlessly flirted, and flaunted herself to customer. Even sizing up and questioning how good a pounding some of the stray housewives that came through might be getting from their husbands.

By the end of her work day the thoughts had started to get to Lydia. She had sheepishly begun browsing erotica online, reading idly between customers, her mind growing saturated with new perverse thoughts and ideas. Ones that lead her a stray on her way home...