Push It All Out

After glancing at her chest, which looked like it already had a gallon of fresh milk in it, and wondering when I could have a taste of them, I tossed the white hand cloth that was partly covered in her fluids on the ground right in front of me. My mother didn't seem to understand why I suddenly threw the cloth that was meant to wipe her down onto the ground and asked

"Why did you throw the cloth onto the ground, Kafi? It's going to get dirty now."

"It's fine. I can use a new one to wipe the rest of you." I picked up another cloth that was on the table and then looked at the one on the ground. "But for now, you can use the one on the ground to catch whatever it is you're going to let out from your butt, or else the floor will also get dirty."