Chapter 59: Carole Landry, 28, Richie’s Mom...

Carole-with-an-E Laundry showed up at Kitty’s a little after 3 on Wednesday. She and Kitty both wore booty shorts, which had never gone out of style in Sausalito. Some girls still called them hot pants.

Whatever the name, they looked painted on. Both Carole and Kitty wore light colors — white and light pink, respectively. The shorts came in various patterns — floral, stripes, paisley, etc. But they knew that solids showed off their butts and the outlines of their pussies much better.

Obviously, they couldn’t wear anything under the painted-on shorts — thongs and panties would have been visible. And the whole point was to show off what nature had blessed them with.

Carole wore a gray sweatshirt that had belonged to her ex. She cut off the sleeves and most of the material below her boobs. The neck scooped low enough that her nipples could be seen when she bent over. This was not an oversight.

Kitty wore her usual crop top that outlined her nipples clearly.

They checked each other out when Kitty ushered her in, but neither commented on the other’s appearance — this was simply how they dressed. In Sausalito. In the summer. At each other’s houses. It had been that way ever since little girls learned about the birds and bees. And realized how men checked them out.

Carole was several inches taller than Kitty, but they still looked like cousins — same dark coloring, same sultry eyes, same sensuous vibe.

Kitty poured margaritas over ice, and set out a bowl of salty, buttery, fresh-popped popcorn.

Kitty, “Tee-Jim still paying alimony regular?”

“Yeah, I’ll give him that, the fucker. It’s deposited electric, every two weeks.”

“That’s one good thing. He still up in Laurel?”

“Yep, an’ still with that little cunt.”

“Becky? How old is she, anyway?”

“She’s about to turn 15.”

“Carole, what’s her mama think — her running away with Tee-Jim an’ all?”

“Candy tole me he’s welcome to her. Tee-Jim didn’t know it, but she was fucking the Boudreaux brothers too. All three of ‘em. Candy says she’s glad Tee-Jim took her before she got herself knocked up.”

Kitty poured another round. Carole asked, “Where’s Jared?”

Kitty pointed toward his room — “Grand Theft Auto — I don’t know which one, I can’t keep up.”

“They keep getting better.”

“So, how is your love life these days?”

Carole shrugged, inched her thighs apart, and tapped her pussy with her middle finger — the universal sign for self-diddling. “How about you?”

Kitty grinned, “It’s ... uh, picked up recently.”

Caroles started to ask but just then Mimi breezed in — she never bothered to knock. “Hi Kitty, hey, Mrs. Landry.”

She tossed her tee on a chair, and grabbed a handful of popcorn. Kitty covertly studied Carole — the 28-year-old didn’t act shocked by child’s nudity. A good sign — Mimi must strip at her house too. When she was sucking off Richie.

Mimi hopped up on the kitchen table — her usual perch and continued munching. Jared wondered in, and remembered his manners, “Hello, Mrs. Landry. Hi, Mimi.”

He reached for the bowl and Mimi said, “Go take your shower.”

“Oh. Yes ma’am.”

Like his mother, Jared was getting into the ‘yes ma’am’ and ‘yes sir’ habit with Mimi and Ray-Ray. Mimi was turning out to be an especially strong-willed little girl. And, while she didn’t consciously think it through, she was beginning to sense that Jared and Kitty were somewhat submissive by nature.

They heard his shower start up, and Mimi spoke to Carole in a conversational tone. She licked her fingers one at a time and said, “Jared has the saltiest cum of all 6 boys.”

Carole perked up, “Oh, really?”

Mimi nodded, still licking, “Yep. But Richie’s my favorite.”

Carole sat up, obviously pleased, “Why’s that, honey?”

“He’s handsome — like on the TV or something. An’ he’s got the biggest dick, but that’s not why I like it.”

Carole giggled, “Oh? Then why do you like it?”

Mimi took the question seriously and thought about her words, “It’s ... um, good-looking. Like him. It’s hard to explain but it’s like it was jess made for him — everything kinda fits together — his body an’ face an’ all.”

They heard the shower turn off, and Mimi winked at Kitty, “You gonna watch again?”

“I jess may do that very thing. Carole?”

“You bet, let’s go!”