" replied Red, "All's I got are local bands. So you can forget that." What about calling the K-P? If we could get a message to them..." You can just f...rget that too, I don't go anywhere near those clowns."Jody put his hands over his ears and started pacing. His thoughts went back to his home. Laying in his darkened bedroom, listening to his Mom and Dad argue."They're as bad as my parents." He chewed on his nails.Mavis bravely took a couple of steps toward Red, "Have you ever thought that the. Sorry. Since when do you do the laundry?” That was exclusively Brenda’s job back home.“Bren, I used to be a bachelor, remember? I can still run an iron.”“Are you doing it right?” she mumbled.He set the iron upright and put his hands on his hips. Rolling his eyes, Steve replied, “Brenda, it’s an iron, not a jet fighter. I learned to solo a long time ago.”“Still...” Brenda moved to roll upright, but then groaned and sagged back down in the bed. “Leave it, I’ll do it later.” She rolled back over. "Think you can give mommy another dosage?" I don't fuck whores," I said."Oh no? Look here!" she said turning around. She pushed her hips out and shot out a load of my cum. It flew across the room and fell on the floor near my legs. She shot another one and then I saw huge globs of my sperms bubbling out of my mother's anus and flowing down on her thighs."So you don't fuck whores.. huh? But you know what... this whore is different," she said, walking over to me. She turned around again and bent. Blaming covid she tries to convince you over, offering her place up to hang out with beer in the deal. Though, without actually putting her address in her texts.Going along with the casual text conversation you chat about who can come where. Eventually settling on the plan that she’ll come see you at your place. Out of no where, she sends you a url address to some website mimicking the the exact dating app you met on. Though this time, the other two pictures Juliet had locked, were not locked.