One Saturday morning, you heard a knock at the door and went to go answer it, but nobody was there. Instead, you found a small brown package on the doorstep with your mom's name on it.
"Mom!" You called out. You heard the clicking of your mom's heels as she came bustling into the room, wearing a pencil skirt and blouse. Even in 3-inch stilettos, your mom barely came up to your shoulders.
"My order came!" She cried, taking the package from your hands.
"What did you get?"
"Er, just some pills that are supposed to relax me more," she said, with a glitter in her eyes. After that, she went upstairs and shut herself in her room. Your sister Tina appeared at your side.
"Who was at the door?"
"Mom got a package delivered to her," you answered. "Some pills that are supposed to help her relax."
"Oh..." your sister trailed off. She looked like she could use some relaxing. She had just entered high school and was feeling very insecure about her body, she showed no signs of development yet and was the shortest one in her grade by several inches. A few nights ago you heard your sister asking your mom when her breasts had started coming in and your mother assured her that her time would come and she was just a late bloomer.
You flopped down on the couch and began watching TV. Before you knew it, it was almost dinner time and you hadn't seen your mom since that morning. With your stomach grumbling, you went upstairs and knocked on her door. There was some movement behind the door and then your Mom opened it, smiling. You noticed
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