To your surprise, your mother starts laughing at your mortifying predicament. "Ha ha ha, oh Garrett, you should really lock your door before you do this shouldn't you? Ha ha! Why don't you "finish up" and meet me downstairs when your through; we need to have a talk ok sweetie?" "oh oh okay", you stutter with your hear racing as she walks out of your room and heads downstairs. "Wow, I didn't expect her to react like that", you think as you close out your browser and pull up your pants. Needless to say, your erection is gone at this point and "finishing up" doesn't sound to appealing to you anymore. You go into your bathroom and wash your face, trying to get the flushing red off your cheeks; you weren't very successful. "Well, guess it's time to head downstairs and face the music", you think closing the door and walking downstairs. You slowly walk into the kitchen to find your mom sitting at the table reading a book and enjoying a bowl of strawberries "Have a seat sweetie" she said gesturing to the chair across from her. "So, lets talk about what I saw up stairs a minute ago"
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