I was just waking up, after a long night of studying. I could hear my Mom, yell something down the stairs. I rolled out of bed. I barely got a pair of boxers on and a t-shirt before my Mom opened my bed room door. “Morning.” She said. I smiled. My hands were in my lap, covering my morning wood. “Hey!” I said. “I’m running late for work. I should be home on time tonight. Don’t forget my best friend from college is coming for a visit.” Said my Mom, as she shut my door and headed to the garage.

Two nights earlier. My Mom got a late night phone call. I was sitting on

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