Jennifer looked at her own mother and thought what kind of deranged and degenerate girl her mother's going to be when she grows older. Already having her second child in the way and possibly third at some point. It was like Jennifer was the normal one out of them all. She felt nauseated from the dog food she ate as it's taste came back up the moment she burped. Thinking that maybe tomorrow things would be better and she would have something proper to munch down.
Sylvia opened the front door as someone was knocking it. Behind the door was a man in his 30s. He looked inside and asked from Sylvia if she was 'Mary Smith' the owner of this house. Sylvia coyly lied and told the man that she was indeed the 'Mary' she was looking for and her daughter was right over there. Pointing Jennifer with her finger. Sylvia told a bold story to the man that she was a midget and only appeared to be younger. She then grabbed the man's arm who was questioning her age. Asking if he could see a driver's license for proof. Sylvia scoffed and started to rummage her backpack.
Somehow. Sylvia had one and presented it to the man.
The man was amazed how a 19-year-old looked so young but he didn't ask any further questions. To him hole's a hole after all and driver's license was enough proof for him. With a devious smile Sylvia dragged the man into her room and closed the door. At this point Jennifer was so used to the sounds that she was ignoring them completely.
An hour later the man left the house through the front door and Jennifer wanted to see what had just happened. Inside the room Sylvia was smiling and panting as she was fully naked on top of the mattress. Under Sylvia's pregnant belly Jennifer saw the snail trail that the man had left as a souvenir for Sylvia. It seemed that her mother had enjoyed every moment of the act with the man. Sylvia dressed the musky black band t-shirt back on her as she walked out of the room like grandma Mary would after her own clients. She took a pencil from the back and acted as if it was a small cigarette. It was obvious that Sylvia was trying to impress Jennifer as to show how cool she was.
Jennifer winced. Eating dog food, seeing her very young pregnant mother having sex like a whore at age fifteen and her new bed being a literal pile of dirty clothes. That wasn't normal. The reality felt like a nightmare as Jennifer went back on the dirty cloth pile to lie down.