No! Porn
I was so scared at that moment, scared that she would figure out what I had been doing with Cindy and Natalie, scared that she would ground me and ban me ever going over to the Farbenn’s again, that she would never look at me the same way, treat me like I’m someone else.
Weirdly enough though, she just started smiling again, this time in a sort of understanding fashion.
“Go get your belt,” she said, half laughing, “how did you even manage to keep your pants up, what with the work that you’ve been doing all morning?”
I tried to form a reply but I was stuttering to badly.
I ran up to my room and grabbed my belt, wrapping it around my waste with as much speed as I was able to produce.
The rest of the day was quite uneventful, not counting numerous advice about the hygiene issues of going commando given by my mom, which only serviced to increase the awkwardness of that day.
We only talked briefly at dinner, after which I made a clumsy excuse and fled to my bedroom.
