Chapter 3

For the next two weeks, Mom and I tried to pretend that nothing had happened. But it was too hard for me. I mean, once I had seen Mom doing that to Tina's butt, all the while pretending that Tina was me??? Well that's pretty hard to get that out of your head. I now knew exactly what was going on, and Mom knew that I knew, because of the way I blurted it out when we had that fight the next day.

That was stupid.

God, I wished that I could take it back.

Now, whenever I watched her, and she didn't know that I was looking, I thought about the bitterness in her face when I ordered her onto her knees, and her look of dread when she realized I now knew about her and Tina.

And then...

She actually began to do it! Get on her knees - Like I was supposed to be like Tina or something retarded like that? Geezzz - What is she, nuts??? I'm not some weirdo like Mom or Tina! I wasn't really even asking her too do anything, either. I was just, sort of... well, testing her. That's all really. Mom totally freaked both of us out by what she almost did...

I just couldn't deal with it.

So we pretended that nothing happened. I was the daughter again, and she played the Mom. And she even got strict with me, and made me do all sorts of stupid chores that I didn't even have to do before, but I didn't argue because I didn't want to have another fight. I might let something slip... again...

But no matter how hard we tried, it was impossible because of the way Tina was always around, stirring things up. She walked all over Mom, as always, and was totally in charge around the house when she was there. When she was around, I found I never had to do any chores or anything. Mom just cleaned up after us with her forced pained little martyr smile.

I didn't want to, but I found passively accepting Tina's curt attitude toward Mom, and soon found myself slipping into seeing Mother more and more like Tina did.

And the way she would order Mom into the bedroom each evening, and I could Imagine exactly what they would be doing, it was so embarrassing. I'd glare at her, but Mom just sort of looked at me sheepishly, and her face went all red as she'd close the door.

I felt really bad about letting Tina take over like that, but it was still fun hanging around with her in a strange way. I really felt guilty about that. Whatever weird physical stuff was going on between them, I really felt I should stand up for Mom when Tina was picking on her. But I didn't. There were thousands of times I should have, or could have. The funny part is, the more passively I'd accept Mom's crap, the more funny I'd feel down in my secret spot. All butterfly moist and stuff, as embarrassing as that is to admit!

I know, its totally retarded.

Then when Tina wasn't around, I felt so guilty for not siding with mom, I would go back to being a good daughter and things went more or less back to normal.

Anyhow, Tina told us to keep our Saturday free, because she wanted to go shopping. I already had plans, but Mom forced me to cancel them, which pissed me off royally. I mean, just because she's screwing around with Tina, it doesn't mean that she should mess up my life. If she couldn't stand up to Tina, why should I do what she said?

But Saturday came, and we all piled into Mom's car.

"How are you doing back there, Debbie?" Tina said from the driver's seat. She made Mom sit in the back, which wasn't easy because you know how cramped those little sports cars can be. This was embarrassing! She was the adult. Why wasn't I riding in the back? Mom should be driving. It was her damned car anyway.

Finally, when we were at the mall, Tina smirked while watching Mom struggle to get out of the car because Tina hadn't pulled her seat all of the way forward. People were staring at us, and I inwardly squirmed from the scene Mom was caused. Even Mom was laughing, but mostly just to save face. It was so pathetic. God, I hated Mom for making us look stupid like that.

Once Mom was out, Tina smiled a wicked little smile. " Take off your coat Debbie, leave it in the car."

I didn't notice before what Mom was wearing, because she wore a big coat today. Now I saw that she was wearing a tight little black dress that was much too short for her. Then I figured out that it wasn't HERS - it was MINE. I don't even know how she managed to fit into it, it was so tight. She also wore high heels, and from what I could tell, I didn't think she was wearing any underwear either.

Talk about a public nightmare. This was nothing a woman her age should ever wear, especially in the mall. This wasn't a club after all. We walked towards the doors to the mall, and all I could think was that I'd just shrivel up and cry if any of my friends were to see me with her!

Once we were inside, it was even worse. All sorts of guys were leering at her, and I could see their eyes making rude comments. She looked like a cheap whore, stuffed into my skimpy little skirt like she was. When Tina caught me lagging behind so it didn't look like I was with them, she made me catch up, and made me walk beside Mom. She even forced me to hold Mom's hand.

"It's nice to see a mother and daughter to close, isn't it Debbie? I never realized how similar you two are, especially dolled up in your daughters clothes!"

Tina winked at me, and I stared daggers at Tina for such cruelty. She knew I was NOTHING like Mom too. I wanted to just curl up and DIE right there! Mother's hand was repulsively sweaty and I just knew the whole world was looking at us! The weird part was, I was getting that strange butterfly feeling again, like when I first watched Tina and my Mom in my room that night...

Mom caught how much this was embarrassing me, and looked toward Tina.

"Do I really have to be dressed like this?" she asked weakly. Tina paused for a second, considering carefully.

"I don't know, Debbie. Maybe your right. I guess we should get you some new clothes then. Gee, I hope you brought your credit card."

With the ridiculous way she was dressed, the very last thing either of us wanted was to shop for clothes, but Tina wouldn't let up. It was so weird. I wanted to stand up to Tina, but Mom would probably get mad if I did. And I couldn't risk standing up to Mom again, I was afraid that it would totally ruin our relationship. Then there was this racing feeling in the pit of my stomach like this all was exciting as hell to be out of control somehow. It was so confusing.

Tina led us into a Gap style store, but with cheaper stuff. Everything here was made for young girls. Luckily, there weren't too many customers in the store.

As always, Tina was outgoing. She took the first chance to get the attention of a store clerk. The girl's name tag said "Becky". She wasn't much older than I was. She was kind of a cute girl, which is probably why she was hired in a trendy clothing store, but she seemed really shy. Maybe she was new to the job.

"Come over here Becky, " Tina told her. What was it about Tina that made everyone fall in line so easily? She just had an air about her when she was talking that it seemed stupid to disagree.

"We're going to be trying on some clothes for Debbie here, " she told the girl, and then in a quieter tone, "as you can tell, she likes to show off a bit, so we'll be looking for some revealing clothes. They might not fit quite right on a woman of her... well... type, but you just do the best you can, okay?"

Even Becky was stunned by the way Tina was talking about Mom, and right in front of her too, but Mother just shot her a embarrassed half hearted smile, while I suddenly found the tile floor fascinating as hell. The salesgirl stunned just nodded her head, and began to rummage around the store for some clothes that might fit Mom. I avoided Mom's humiliated gaze, but Tina was all smiles while we waited in an awkward silence.

Finally, Becky returned with an armful of clothes, walking past Mother and me and showing them for Tina's approval, knowing full well where her possible sale was coming from.

"We're going to need a large change room, Becky. You see, Debbie has a hard time making up her own mind, and even dressing herself. She always seems better off just doing what Amy and I tell her to. Isn't that right Amy? She does anything that we want, doesn't she?"

The girl looked in my direction. Mom lowered her eyes to the floor. I felt so naked and shocked to hear Tina say these things right in front of this girl.

"Uh, yeah... I guess. " I didn't know what to say. I just wanted to get this whole thing over with.

Mom didn't look at me, but I could see her body stiffen at my latest betrayal of her. It was one thing when Tina and I made her do things around the house, but doing it in public felt so much worse.

"Well, we do have a large changing room for, uh,... handicapped customers. I guess you could all fit in there."

Tina laughed out loud. " Great. When you come to think of it, it is sort of a handicap to be as weak minded as poor Li'l Debbie here. Let's go."

I could tell that Becky didn't want to be with us, but she had such a pile of clothes that it would probably be against the rules for her to just let us take them all into the change room together. She waited outside the door, and passed the items in one by one.

Now that Tina and I were in the change room with Mom, I was feeling really weird again. Tina ordered Mom to take off the dress, and she began to lift the tight garment over her head. This was too similar to what I had seen in my bedroom, but for some stupid reason, it was turning me on even more.

I had tried not to think about it over the last two weeks, but now, with Mom stripping off her clothes for us, I couldn't help myself. I remembered the way she had kissed and nuzzled her way into Tina's ass that time. I thought about how Tina had taunted her about 'kissing her stuck up daughter's ass'.

Mom really didn't wear any underwear today, and I noticed that the hair on her crotch was shaved off. Tina watched me for reaction, but I tried not to show how much this was affecting me.

"Try this one on," Tina gave Mom a orange and white little tube top. The stretchy material barely fit over Mom's tits, and made her look totally stupid.

"Becky, Amy said this skirt you gave us isn't short enough. We need another, " Tina demanded, smiling to me. I glared at Tina, having said nothing of the sort. Mom gave me another heavy disapproving silence full of her disappointment at this weird game I wouldn't stop.

I could hear the girl walking around the store, and finally come back to the change room. She tapped lightly on the door. Mom's eyes were on the floor. She was still only wearing the top, and was naked from the waist down. Tina opened the door wide so that Becky could see in.

The young sales girl stood there with her mouth agape. I guess seeing Mom like that, almost naked, with her crotch all shaved was a real surprise for her. In a few seconds she looked away, but I could see how embarrassed she was. She handed in the skirt.

"Don't worry about her, Becky, " Tina gestured towards Mom. " I told you she likes to show off her body. I can't imagine why she wants everyone to see her fat ass. But I guess you can't teach an old dog new tricks."