Unexpected Encounter At A Pajama Party On Private.com

“Remember to be in your room then. I remembered why I usually shopped at Wal-Mart. Any time is fine for me, sooner or later”. “Remember to be in your room then. Mom took my hand into hers and said with a warm voice full of parental care: “Your first time is very important…”
“Mom…” I nervously said, feeling warm even if there was a certain weirdness in this situation. Initially I dismissed it as spam, since I had no idea who the sender called “[email protected]” was. Mom smiled warmly. I can’t say how things may be for other incestuously copulating lovers, but it had been wonderful for both mom and me. That explained very little, until I remembered the red socks and immediately broke into nervous sweat. I found myself holding the red socks in my hand every morning, but every time I returned them back in the drawer.