Tracey's room

This was her own home after all, she could be naked if she wanted. Amanda left the towel and stepped out of the bathroom, swaying her hips and moving slowly like before. Feeling the cool tile on her bare feet she ran her hand along the wall and soon rounded the corner to Tracy's room. Without pausing she walked right in and started going through her daughter's belongings. Exploring Tracey's closet and looking through her clothes, admiring some pictures she had of the two of them. She'd always been proud of Tracey and Amanda was genuinely happy for a brief moment. "You'll always be my little girl" she said out loud and smiled warmly before putting the picture back. It seemed odd to be doing this naked but Amanda didn't really care in that moment. Moving around the room she spotted a magazine and picked it up. It had all the latest celebrity gossip, not something that usually interested Amanda but she laid down on Tracey's bed for a moment and had a look through the magazine anyway. After a while the thought struck her again of how odd it was for her to be lying on her daughter's bed completely naked. Giggling to herself she put the magazine down and got up to head downstairs.