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 Jenny had always had a weak control system.  In grade school she regularly
wet and messed her pants.  As the years grew though it became more of a
convenience than of control.  She was 20 years old.  She was 5"8' and
weighed 100 pounds.  She was skinny because she was always a dancer and was
still trying to make it.  Her family was rich so her parents didn't mind
that much about her toilet habits.  She was only casually trained.  Her
mother and sister had the same problems with their bladders and bowels. 
Jenny was lying in bed thinking of the many times she had seen her mom wet
and/or messy.  Her Sister was always more private about it but she had
still seen her like it on many occasions.  One trip stood out unparticular.
Jenny's sister, Rebecca, was 2 years younger then Jenny.  Becky, as
everyone called her, was also 5"8' but was slightly heavier at 110 lbs. 
Their mother was 5"2' and 130 lbs.  Most of which came with the 2
pregnancies.  Jenny and Becky were 18 and 16 respectively at the time of
the trip.  It was a hot august day and they were going shopping for school
clothes.  The bathroom troubles started in the car.  " Mom, how much
farther to the mall?" asked Becky.  "About 20 minutes, why?" "I really have
to go" Becky stated while holding her arm across her stomach.  She was
wearing some old jeans and a white shirt; underneath she had on navy blue
full back panties and a white bra (the blue would show through).  "Can you
wait to we get there, honey?" Replied the mother in a loving voice.