The week seemed to go by slower and slower, Mala’s mood not improving with each and every class that Pearl was absent from class. Bit when Pearl finally got back to them and told Mala she would be free Sunday to do a weeks worth of prep. Mala had been over the moon.<br/><br/>To the point that she had started making sure every little detail was taken care of in the house, even though she was only ten years old she liked everything to be clean and orderly, unlike her slob of a mother who let clothes pile up into miniature mountains in her bed room. Jasper just knew to stay out of the way when her child cleaned, where she had developed the cleaning habit Jasper never knew, she just enjoyed never having to bug her kid to clean up her room.<br/><br/>When Sunday came and the knock came from the door, Jasper grinned as she pinned her daughter down who flailed and struggled wildly trying to get free of her mother to get to the door, at one point biting down on Jaspers arm hard as she could to get free. Answering the door Mala panted heavily with a giant smile on her face. Without a word she started to help grab the bags and bring them inside and putting them on the counter.<br/><br/>Jasper grinned as she got up from the floor, she was dressed in sweat pants that fit her perfectly. Well perfectly to Jasper, tight around her rear and waist but loose around her legs. A tank top that was tight and hugged her ample cleavage showing it off without giving everything away. “Glad you’ve returned from the dead” Jasper teased as she made her way to the door to help with the grocery bags.