Mo unloaded her things onto the conveyer belt, trying to press her legs together under her skirt to help with the pressure on her bladder. “What do you think you’re doing?” Jessica asked. xxx After an excruciating walk back to the hotel, Mo got into the elevator, thankfully alone again. Jessica wanted her to buy a bottle of lube and two large cucumbers. Mo had to walk half a block and wait for the lights to change before she could cross the street to get to the grocery store. “What are you doing?” Mo begged. They got out of the shower, towelled themselves dry and got into a pair of hotel robes. You’re a mess.”
“And who’s fault is that?” Mo asked indignantly as she stood up and followed Jessica out of the ice room.
