(Your son)
You walked in from a long day of work when you saw the living room a mess. Chip bags, soda cans,candy wrapper,and other things.
"Guys why can't you clean up your messes!" I said taking off my shoes going into the living room starting to clean up their mess.
"Sorry mummy" he said continuing to play his madden game with his best friend Zak. As you bent down you heard a slight moan. You turned around only to see Zak staring at your bum. You bent back up walking to the kitchen to throw away trash. As you were walking back to clean up the rest you heard the them talking.
"Bro if you weren't my best friend and she wasn't married to you dad I would be banging that every night!"
"Nigga you nasty" that's when you walked in smacking your son and Zak upside the head.
"Zak stop talking about me and YOU better not be cussing in my house!"
