After an awkward silence while you gathered your thoughts, you bit the bullet and give the least painful explanation you can muster.
"Oh, well John's paying me 10 bucks to take one of your bras, put it on, and meet him back at your place. Its like a dare." You are blushing. Your mom does not look convinced.
"Right... And so why do you have breasts, and I dont?"
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