Your mother, Samantha, finally puts the mask on the table, being almost late for work. Looking at the mask, you wonder how it will hold and try to find a hole or something like a hidden string, without success. After some time, you decide that this mask was a stupid idea, and take your costume from last year before leaving for the party.
While you are at the party, Samantha got back home from her job. She finds the mask still on the table and decided to put take it to your room after her shower. Wishing to wash her self right now, she leave the mask in the bathroom, thinking she'll take it to your room once she is done. Once alone, she undressed and enter the tub. She have a rather good, but plain, body for a woman of her age. Her brown hair and almost flat chest never gave her much attention from mens. She was a shy and, your father Alan put aside, rather lonely woman. Once finished her shower, she dries and hear your father comming from work. His Foot step could be heard over the staires.
« Samantha? »
« In the bathroom! » She said.
He climbs the stairs and enter the room while she her only cloth were her wet towel. Alan give her a big hug and kiss, happy to see her.
"Our son is not there? '
"He's gone to a party"
"Meaning we got some free time toguether... »
With the latter innuendo, Alan wash himself before joining Samantha beside the bed.
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