The whooshing of the washing machine lets you know where you are. Laundry room. "Where are my Nikes?" she asks mom.
"Probably wherever you left them dear", mom says with her sarcastic tone. "If you'd make HALF an effort to clean up around here, we'd all know where EVERYTHING is!"
"I know, I'll help later..." Kelly says. The whole time you can't seem to get over the tight confinement of this thick material sqeezing you in a bear hug to this big round breast. Kelly is still rummaging around with the straps and cups trying to get it to feel right.
Mom notices right away, "what's the matter?"
"I dunno, I think I got a dryer sheet in my bra again!" Kelly says trying to pinpoint the reason for the sensation, and even MORE unexpectedly, you hear your mom say, "Come here, let me see!"
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