He arrives home safely

Matt dragged out his keys and opened the door to the apartment where he, his parents and his sister lived.

His parents' place was a dump. Originally it had been servants' quarters for one of the nice houses and somehow the owners had managed to get the place zoned as residential. Even though it was a dump with about two hundred square feet of living space, the rent was way more than his parents could afford even with both of them working, and they laid the guilt on him for being a bad student, forcing them to make sacrifices to let him attend a better school district. Of course, Matt thought his father got his jollies over telling his co-workers and girlfriends that he lived on The Hill.

His mother met him as he reached the door. "You missed dinner. There is some bread in the freezer and peanut butter in the fridge."

He looked at his mom. She was an attractive woman, sort of an older version of his sister Karen, with a slender figure that had thickened out just a little thanks to hard work, a couple of kids, and some years on her. Matt had never perved on his mom, but he knew a couple of his friends did. Which was fine. Whatever made everyone happy.

His father wouldn't be home for hours... he claimed to work late but when he did come home, he stunk like cheap booze. So, Matt kissed his mom on the cheek, grabbed some bread, zapped it in the microwave, and then smeared peanut butter over it.

That taken care of, he had a decision to make.