Just the thought that every woman had to drop their pants to pee and poop was amazing!I always remember this one moment from high school.I had just tu...ned 18 a few weeks ago and the week before we had our prom, in fact it was our last week of high school. I was walking down the corridor when I saw our prom queen head into the restroom swiftly. She was called Erin, a brunette, about 5'7 and she was a cheerleader. She was always really snobby and stuck up and really bitchy to everyone in the. Problem was you were old enough to be her dad.Speaking of parents there was her mom. Shit! What a bitch! Julia, she didn't make a secret of her domineering role in her relationship with her daughter. You and your neighbours were used to seeing her drunken rants at Carla at any time of day for the tiniest of misdemeanours. You once saw her raise her hand to slap her for dropping some garbage on the road from a split bag. She only stopped when she saw you. Then there's the invisible dad. You knew. ..” said Olivia. “I mean, Kelly’s a really nice girl. I don't have anything against her.”“Surely she’s done something sometime that pissed you off.”“No, she’s a total sweetheart... wait, she did once flirt with this guy I had my eye on at a party. I wasn’t too happy about that.”“Well then.” Olivia took the spanker from Jessica and weighed it in her hand.“Wait, wait,” said Marie. “She needs to look the part.”“Oh, good idea,” agreed Jessica. Marie took Olivia into the back and when they returned,. You know I don’t sleep well when you’re not beside me.”“I know. Neither do I.”“I did dream about you last night.”“Oh, you did, hmmm?” he asked, wiggling his eyebrows. “And just what were we doing in this dream of yours?”“I don’t remember a lot of the details but we were in bed together and when I woke up this morning I was...,” she trailed off.“You were what?” he asked.“Wet. I was wet.”“Damn, that must’ve been some dream.”“It must’ve been,” she agreed. “Though...” Again she trailed.