Chapter 10
Maureen woke up the next morning around ten. She climbed out of bed, grumbling to herself when she remembered why she was in the spare bedroom. After a yawn and a stretch she headed out of the bedroom and towards the kitchen where she found Mrs. Jefferson sitting with a cup of coffee, and a newspaper in her hands.
Maureen sighed and walked to the kitchen table, flopping down in her seat. At that moment Joanne came out from the kitchen area and set a bowl, a spoon, and a box of cereal in front of Maureen.
"Morning honeybear." She said before giving her a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Mmm." Maureen groggily replied, and simply squeezed Joanne's ass, before helping herself to a bowl of cereal.
Mrs. Jefferson watched their reaction, and then quickly glanced away when Joanne looked up at her.
"Do you need more coffee mom?" Joanne asked.
"No I'm fine dear, thanks." Mrs. Jefferson said. "Have a seat, eat some breakfast."
"Okay." Joanne said and sat down, and spread some peanut butter and jam on her toast.
"Joanne, do you know where the Village Voice is?" Maureen asked.
Joanne reached back and grabbed the paper from the counter, and handed it to Maureen.
"Thanks." Maureen said and began scanning the newspaper for something interesting to read.
"So does Maureen clean up after breakfast?" Mrs. Jefferson asked out of no where.
"What?" Joanne asked, confused by the sudden question.
"Well you prepared everything. You made breakfast, a fresh pot of coffee, fetched Maureen her paper. You worked all week, its Saturday it's your day to relax."
"Maureen doesn't know how to cook; I'm not going to trust her with the dishwasher." Joanne said with a small smirk. "Besides I don't mind. I have a specific way of cleaning, and Maureen would just ruin my routine."
Mrs. Jefferson nodded, but then frowned. "She doesn't cook? What about when you come home from work at six every night? Dinner isn't ready for you?"
"I'll cook something, or we will order out." Joanne said. "It's not a big deal."
"What is a big deal is how you're talking about me like I'm not even here." Maureen said from behind her paper.
"I'm sorry Maureen, but I just find it odd how you don't have a job, which gives you all the free time in the world to learn how to cook, or perhaps clean up a little for Joanne. But instead you choose to be lazy."
Maureen slowly lowered her paper and glared at Mrs. Jefferson. "I do have a job. It's called performing. I've been in plays, I go on auditions during the week, I write protests about nasty bitches like yo-"
"Okay!" Joanne said cutting Maureen off before anything else could be said. "Mom it's not a big deal, I like taking care of myself and Maureen, I don't mind cooking and cleaning its fine. Maureen helps out around here, and she makes money from time to time when she gets a role in an off-Broadway show. We use her money for luxury."
"It was just a simple question dear." Mrs. Jefferson shrugged. "Anyways, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go take a shower."
Maureen held her tongue as she watched Mrs. Jefferson walk away. When the master bedroom door was shut, she eyed Joanne. "It hasn't even been a full day yet, and I want to slit my wrists…or better yet, I'm going to smother her in her sleep."
"Relax, I'm going to go talk to my dad today, and see what's wrong." Joanne said.
"You better get them back together Joanne." Maureen said. "I'm going to go crazy!"
Joanne nodded and leaned in to kiss Maureen on the cheek. "Why don't you go hang out with Collins and the gang today?" She suggested, and ran her fingers through the diva's hair. "I'm sure being with the boho's will calm you down."
Maureen leaned into the touch, and pouted. "You're not coming?"
"I'm going to go talk to my dad, and then hang out with my mom for a little while." Joanne said, while wrapping an arm around Maureen's shoulders. "You're more than welcome to hang out with my mom too…"
"No, no…I'll let you two do the whole mother daughter bonding thing." Maureen said. "I'll have my fun with the boho's." she smirked and then stood up. "I'm going to go get ready." She stated, and gave Joanne a sweet kiss on the lips before heading for the bedroom.
Later that day, Maureen left for the loft, leaving Joanne and her mother home alone.
"I'll be back in a couple of hours." Joanne said to her mother. "Are you sure you don't mind staying here by yourself."
"Of course not." Mrs. Jefferson said with a wave of her hand. "I'm fifty-four, not eighty. I can take care of myself. Besides I brought a few novels here with me and I must say, a Saturday spent curled up on the couch reading, is my kind of fun."
"Okay." Joanne nodded with a smirk. "Maureen is going to be out this evening, so it's just us for tonight."
"Oh perfect!" Mrs. Jefferson said a little too excitedly. "I can make us dinner, and we can stay up and watch old black and white movies! Remember when we used to do that when you were a kid Joanne?"
Joanne watched as her mother's eyes glossed over with joy. "I remember mom." She waited a moment, letting her mother reminisce, before pulling her coat on and heading for the door. "Okay, I should be back no later then three."
"Okay, bye sweetie." Mrs. Jefferson said, and Joanne watched as Joanne left. She eyed the clock, counting down the time when her daughter would be home. She couldn't wait to spend time with Joanne, they used to be close, until her little lawyer daughter grew up.
"Where's Joanne?" Collins asked as Maureen entered the loft, the rest of the boho's looking at the diva for answers.
"Talking to her and dad, and hanging with her mom." Maureen said.
"Oh yeah, how is the old hag treating ya?" Roger asked.
Maureen shrugged. "Like an ass."
"Well maybe you two will bond while she's living there." Angel said while placing a hand on Maureen's shoulder.
Maureen snickered. "Ya and maybe Mark will get laid."
"Hey!" Mark whined. "I thought we all agreed not to make fun of my sex life."
"It's to fun not too." Mimi chimed in.
Everyone agreed and Maureen took a seat on the couch, letting out a sigh of happiness as Collins handed her a beer.
"Anyways, I'm just happy I have you guys to come to when that bitch is being…a bitch." Maureen said and took a long drink from the refreshing liquid.
Maureen arrived home around midnight. She tried to be as quiet as she could for Joanne's sake, not at all caring if she woke Mrs. Jefferson. When she entered the spare bedroom she noticed the light was on and Joanne was wide awake lying in bed.
"Hey." Maureen said, letting down her guard of being quiet.
"Hey." Joanne said with a smirk. "How was your night?"
"Good." Maureen said. "And yours?"
Joanne shrugged. "My dad wasn't home today, so I didn't get a chance to talk to him. I had fun with my mom though."
Maureen began to strip out of her clothes while she listened to the lawyer talk. "What did you guys do?"
"We had dinner, watched movies while snacking on junk food. It was like when I was a kid." Joanne smiled.
"Cool." Was all Maureen said as she climbed on the bed and straddled Joanne's waist naked. "Want to have our own fun?"
Joanne couldn't help but take in the naked figure sitting on top of her, but the thought of her mother popped in her head. "I would love to honeybear, but my mom is in the same apartment as us, and you know how loud we get."
"Pookie come on!" She pouted while leaning down to place a couple of kisses up her neck. "I'll be quiet I promise."
"I don't know Maureen."
"You're seriously going to turn down your naked girlfriend?" Maureen asked with her arms crossed over her chest.
"For tonight yes." Joanne said. "It will be weird having sex knowing my mom is just a couple rooms over."
Maureen huffed. "You are so straight!"
"What?"
Maureen climbed off of her and began pulling her clothes back on. "I can't believe you just turned me down. I was naked and everything! Only a straight person would do that."
"Maureen I'm not straight!" Joanne argued.
"That's exactly what a straight person would say!" Maureen yelled back, and climbed under the covers.
"Maureen-"
"Good night!" Maureen said and pulled the blanket over her head.
Joanne sighed. "Maureen we will find time to do it…just not while she is here."
"I said good night!" Maureen firmly stated and the two fell into a restless sleep.