Mrs. Foreman

"I see my daughter and her husband are back at it," she told me amusedly.

I struggled to pull my shorts back on, but the damage had already been done. "I'm so sorry..."

She looked at me with amusement in her eyes. "Don't be. It's only natural. But maybe I can help you with the situation."

"How?"

"Well," she said, taking another step towards me, "I can either help you here or in my room."