Go away." Please."Molly heard a sigh - or was it a sob - "Oh, all right, come in." What... what do you want, Molly?" Bridget asked. She was sitting ...nthe edge of her bed. Her dark blue dress was unbuttoned almost down toher waist."Thuir's men downstairs waiting t'be playing poker with ye. I comet'see why ye're still up here." I-I spilled some of Maggie's stew on my dress. I came up to change." Aye, ye did, but ye've been up here the better part of an hour, andye're still wearing the dress. Thin trails of wet denim emerged slowly snaking their way down Mrs. Smith’s legs. The trails grew thicker and darker until they met forming even larger streams. I watched in horror as the streams reached the bottom of her jeans and began dripping onto the floor I had just cleaned. When Mrs. Smith was finally done peeing, she looked at me and said, “you missed a spot,” gesturing to the puddle of piss beneath her feet. She proceeded to take off her soaking wet jeans and throw them in the sink. More

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