You darted around the store looking for your "mom". You recalled your friend's perverted intentions. Your first thought was lingerie. You scurried along and skittishly made your way past women's clothes and into the forbidden area. As you pushed past some black lacey bras you spotted your friend. Except he was just that your friend.
"Dude what happened, why are you you?"
"I'm not sure I was rushing out of excitement to get your mom into something sexy. I tripped and came to. Then I realized I was just me again."
"So where are the stones?"
"Ummmm, I'm actually not sure...sorry."
"Ugh," you groaned. "Well lets go look for both my mom and the stones."
You strolled up to your mom surrounded by what looked like a bunch of teenage boys around 13-15 years old.
"Dude," You heard your mom say. This was way out of character for her. Then all of a sudden you saw her bend over and the young kids smacking her in the butt and her laughing.
"Well boys, looks like you can call me Ms. Tanner from now on, or if you're feeling lucky you can call me by my first name...Marley." Your mom said laughing to herself.
You got a closer glance and noticed her eyes were a common brown color.
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