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Chapter 22 by fantaghiro

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Later, you discover the door to the bathroom open.

After you finished up in the kitchen, you made your way upstairs. You heard the bath running, Randall, or Mom would be enjoying it now. Just imagining your mother's body in the soapy water and bubbles made you ache. As you walked down the hall you noticed that the bathroom door was open slightly. You stood to the side of the door for a moment, debating whether or not to just go in, was the open door an invitation? You didn't know, it was too strange to even contemplate. Calling Randall mom and pretending like the accident never happened was really messing with you. Fuck it. You decided. You pushed into your room and-.

"Tim, what are you doing, I'm in here!" Shrieked your mother.

You swore and babbled apologies as you backed out. You moved too quickly is fell, hitting your head on the hallway wall.

"Oh my god Tim, are you ok?" She asked from the bathroom.

You struggled up, rubbing your head. "Yeah, I guess."

"Come in here." She sounded concerned.

After how she reacted last time, you weren't so sure. You went in anyways. The room was dim, candles flickered around the room and Randall was reclined in the large jet tub you had installed two years ago. He was submerged from the neck down, the bubbles swirled around him. "Sorry mom, I-" You surprised yourself, you didn't mean to say mom that time.

"It's ok honey I didn't mean to overreact, You startled me, is all."

You shrugged. "I should have knocked, sorry."

"Don't be, we've seen each other naked a thousand times. We used to take baths together in this tub, after-all." She said. Wrong, but nice try. "Honey, could you do something for me?"

"Sure." You said. "Anything."

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