She wanted to move her foot away but it was as if it was filled with lead. Almost like a hypnotists subject she just kept her foot firmly in place. ...er mouth was dry.Slowly the strangers foot moved up over her ankle and she was transfixed as she saw it creeping up her leg. Almost in shock she realized that her skirt was so short it had ridden up a little as she had sat and was now above her knee. She knew that the foot would continue rising if she didn’t do anything. Again she looked. That I was trying to be honest about this awkward subject. She said, "well, at the least, maybe you could put it straight into the laundry for me? After each time? Rather than storing it under your bed for who knows how long." She paused. I think her curiosity got the better of her, then. "How long has it been since you washed this, anyway?" Um," I began, guiltily. "Never?" Never?" she asked, alarmed. "Years?" A look of alarmed disgust, as her eyes flicked involuntarily to the offending. Liz is a smart girl and I'm sure she knows there was something not right at home.She'll probably figure out what happened.Then she'll ask questions. "Maybe later Stephanie, maybe later." "Okay." I put my phone away. Another motel... again.Hopefully we'll find something else soon.At least it was a bigger room than before, and a little cleaner.Still, there was only one double bed and the same procedure as the day before.I put on my nightgown and got in bed and my mom followed. "Mom, do you mind. ” “Joan, when you and Maddy kissed last night, you two seemed to be, well, familiar. Are you bi?” “Wow, well, there’s a whole backstory to that but I'll try to make it short. Maddy and her boyfriend took me out to dinner for my birthday a couple years ago. Maddy was sitting next to me in a booth and we were pretty sloshed after a while. I was wearing a really short skirt and the boyfriend said something really funny as he got out of the booth to go to the bathroom. We laughed and Maddy put her.