Jennifer opened her mouth to say something, but the other side was already silent. "Wait...wait! Hello?" She waited for a few seconds, then hung up and looked down at the floor. Why was her sock half done? Where had she put her shoes? Hadn't she found them? Suddenly she remembered that she needed to go to school. Then Jen came out of her room wearing a short yellow and green skirt, in the school colors, and a pink bra that fit tightly around her ample young chest, and a single pair of long white socks, and no panties. She ran downstairs shouting, "Mommy! Mommy, have you seen my cheerleading shirt?" She turned to the kitchen, where there was no one. "Oh shit!" She cursed, thinking that her mother must have gone out shopping or something. She walked past the living room and saw the maid cleaning the floor.
"Hey Martha! Have you seen my cheerleading shirt?"
Martha raised her head to look at her and smiled. "It's in the laundry, dear."
Jennifer rolled her eyes and sighed. "Ugh, I hate washing machines." She walked to the table and sat down, putting her feet on the chair, causing the maid to shake her head disapprovingly.
"Shoes please, miss Jennifer."
"Why? Are my feet stinking?" Jennifer lifted her legs and sniffed them, then lowered them back onto the chair. "Hmmm, they smell good. No wonder they're so soft." She wiggled her toes. "And they feel so nice on the floor.
Martha shook her head, frowning. "Miss Jennifer, you should respect yourself and others by dressing properly, especially while eating."
"Oh come on, Martha. What are you talking about? Do you think I care about what people think of me? I'm a cheerleader, they all love me."
The maid sighed. "Okay, but at least put on some panties, I don't have to work with a pussy looking at me."