back home

They arrived at Lauren's mother's house. Until Lauren had turned 18, it had been her house as well. A nice, possibly even decadent suburban home in an upper middle class neighborhood. All payed for by Lauren's step father. Lauren always resented her younger sister Vanessa grew up in a much more upscale situation. Lauren could remember the times before her mother had remarried, when they lived in a crappy apartment with noisy neighbors. It was partially why Lauren resented Vanessa, for being spoiled.

Her mother emerged from the car and started walking into the house. Lauren was torn. She didn't want to walk up the long path to the house, but she couldn't just stay in the car! Finally, after a long moment of hesitation she ran out of the car. She ran, crouching as low as she could, cupping her breasts with one hand, the other splayed over her bare butt which pointed at the road. She caught up with her mother just as she opened the door, darting inside in a terrified manner.

Lauren stood inside, clutching her heaving chest and struggling for breath. She needed clothes! This couldn't go on!

"Mom, please!" Lauren whimpered. I need clothes!"