other holes

What? Bernice was so stunned by Savannah’s request that for about thirty seconds, she didn’t move a muscle and could only stare, open-mouthed. Then as if under a spell, she began pacing the bathroom, so fast that it was a surprise the soles of her shoes didn’t burn a hole through the tiles.

“NOW!” Savannah’s impatient voice kick started her into motion and she dashed out of the bathroom to get them.

Left alone in the restroom, Savannah was still on the floor and after flushing the toilet, she closed its lid and rested her head against it, too worn out to move away, no matter how gross it might seem. Her eyes fluttered close and she sent another thank you prayer to the goddess that Reginald was not present and she silently prayer that he would be out for long.

Bernice later returned with two strips and Savannah roughly grabbed them from her, shooing her out of the bathroom to do the needful. A pee and thirty seconds later, Savannah and Bernice were both outside the bathroom door, star