Essentials and food

Dan and Laura spent almost fifty dollars to get food and a few essentials. Laura found some toiletries, a cheap bath towel, and a pack of oversized shirts that might work for her frame. She wanted something comfortable to sleep in. Dan grabbed a few cheap cleaning supplies as well as whatever he'd need to get through the night. She thanked him for his foresight. Motel 9 wasn't known for being clean, and if the lobby was any indication, that particular one was worse than some she'd seen.

"Grab the leftovers, I'll get the bags from the trunk," Laura called as she got out of the compact sedan.

The motel room was a little better than Laura expected. At least someone had vacuumed the floor, and the room didn't smell of mold or stale carpeting.

"We should have found somewhere else," Dan muttered.

"Maybe," Laura agreed as she peered at the bed. "The comforter doesn't look all the clean. I hope the sheets are," she complained, reassessing her initial thoughts of the room.

"I bought some sprays to help with that... hopefully," Dan called as he looked in the tiny bathroom. "Yikes... I wonder what era they took inspiration from," he joked.

"Sheets are clean," she called. "Thank the stars for small favors. Which bag had the sprays in them? Just to be safe."

"The one on the coffee table," he called back. "Need to use the bathroom. I'll be out in a minute."

Laura gently pushed the heavy, slightly offputting comforter to the foot of the bed. She inspected the remote for any strange smudges before picking it up. When she flipped on the television, a blonde buxom woman was eating out a brunette. She quickly turned it off.

Dan poked his head out of the bathroom and looked at her before going back in. "You okay?" he asked as the sound of water drowned out some of his words.

"Yeah, I think we'll skip watching the T.V. tonight," Laura answered in a loud, firm voice.

"Let me guess."

"You don't have to. You already know what's on here," she answered as Dan came out of the bathroom again. "It's my turn. I hope you didn't blow it up too badly," she joked.

Dan winced. "I didn't," he sighed as she tried to slip past him and closed the door behind her.

Laura got out of her clothes carefully, because it was all she had left. She looked down as she pulled her panties down and sighed. She hadn't thought of picking any up, it'd never been a problem before. Lucky, she had one spare in her purse for an emergency if her time of the month came early.

The package of shirts was not what she'd expected. A massive v-shaped hole stretched down her front, displaying a lot more skin than she'd wanted. With a sigh, she inspected herself in the mirror. It would do for a nightshirt... barely. She just hoped nothing would come out while she slept. At least the shirt fell to her knees.

Laura stepped out into the room."This stupid..." she stated as she tried to adjust the shirt. Just moving had caused a lot of skin to show. "The package said crew cut. This isn't a crew cut at all!"

"It's just for one night," Dan consoled her.

"True," Laura sighed. She felt like she was doing a lot of that today. Looking at the bed, she went over to check the sheets. The cool room hit her nipples. She looked down and saw... well, everything. "This blasted shirt," she complained and pulled it close to her body. When she looked up, she saw Dan's expression. "Sorry, dear. I should have been more careful."

"It's fine," Dan muttered as he moved to the other side of the bed. In silence, mother and son finished their routines for bed and, at the same time, sat across from each other. "How was your day?" Laura asked with a strained smile as she tried to get comfortable without the shirt showing off more than she'd already displayed.