Mom will show you their bedroom.” Olivia’s reaction was immediate. Wait … what? … her eyes flashing to her daughter and she saw the look, the ...uiet self-assured look that the authority control in their relationship had shifted. And, in that moment, Olivia realized with resignation … her daughter hadn’t been all bluff after all. Olivia knew she had to gather herself quickly. She gripped the hand in hers a little tighter and led Otis out of the kitchen toward the stairs. She looked over her. The blue plaid skirt was so short it didn't even cover theirbuttocks, which were encased in white cotton panties. A matching bluetie was attached to a white collar. And there were stay-up whitestockings and black pumps with what must have been at least six-inchplatform heels. Tiffany was very glad she'd been practising in shoes ofthat type.To complement the uniform, Tiffany's blonde bangs were held in place bya headband with the same pattern as the skirt and tie. The others allhad much longer. When she got back to her room, she shut the door and locked it as quickly as she could, and leapt into bed, pulling the covers around her like a cocoon. She stayed awake, her heart thundering in her chest, until the birds outside started to sing their dawn chorus.The sun was rising red on the horizon when she finally dropped to sleep. As she felt herself drift off, she realised that Karl and Valerie had finally stopped fucking. Thank goodness for small mercies, she thought.*The next morning,. Don’t even think of stopping. ________________________________________ I didn’t hear or see Janice for the next three weeks. In fact, I had just showered and wearing a pair of boxers, was working on my own version of a Cheech and Chong bomb-sized joint when the doorbell rang. I bent to look out the peep hole and immediately stood up straight. It was Mona and her mother, Janice! I opened the door in my boxers and welcomed them inside. Both women appeared to have been drinking. ‘Come in, have a.