Adcock Christmas: Leah does laundry.

{if xmas_archery = 1} Jonathan asked Leah if she wanted to join him down in the basement while he tried out the Virtual Reality set she gave him that morning. {endif}

{if xmas_videogames = 1} Jonathan asked Leah if she wanted to join him down in the basement while he tried out the Virtual Reality set she gave him that morning. {endif}

{if xmas_sextoys = 1} Jonathan asked Leah if she wanted to join him down in the basement while he looked for an old yearbook from his senior year in high school. {endif}

“I’m okay babe. I need to get some laundry done so its not a huge pile when we get back home. Besides your Mom has one of those nice big washer and dryers I hope we can get one day.”

“It’s Christmas though! And you wanna do laundry?”

“It just means more of my time is free when we get back home. Besides I would probably have no idea how to use that thing.” they both laughed as she sauntered up stairs to change and gather laundry up. She dressed down into an easygoing top and short blue and white plaid skirt then gathered up the clothes she intended to wash. She threw them in the washer, then piddled about with minor chores. She was ready to go home. It seemed like she has spent an eternity with the Adcocks, even if it was a nice house…she certainly wanted to go.

She eventually went in to check the dryer to see if the load was completed. She grabbed a laundry hamper and started shoveling clothes into the bin in the quiet laundry room that served as a partial mudroom now less frequently chore area. Away from the main living spaces to keep the noise and heat from the dryer and washer from the rest of the house. She opened the fancy dryer door and scooped the clothes into her bin. A single sock was being obnoxiously difficult to get. She got down on her knees and tried to yank it out with some ****. It was stuck and she didn’t want to ruin it. She leaned forward to investigate the issue.

A sock was stuck. She tugged on it but to no avail. She leaned in to get a better look. She partly slipped inside the dryer and nearly bumped her head. Leah found that not only was that damn sock stuck—so was she. She struggled and squirmed to get out. She called out for help but the washing machine had a load going and it was nearly deafening, and it would certainly muffle her cries for help.