Sneak back inside and find Amina!

Your eyes dart back and forth, looking into your living room. No movement. You slowly unlock your door, as silently as possible. You wince as the door creaks open and gradually widen the gap to slip through before closing it behind you. Still no one comes to investigate. It seems oddly quiet. You wonder what you mom does when you're out of the house anyways. You assumed it would be mom stuff, but never really put much thought into what that actually entails.

Amina was upstairs when you last saw her. You see and hear no sign of your mother on the main floor. She may be up there as well. If that's the case, she might already be caught. Would it be better to burst inside and explain yourself or let Amina take all the... blame? What exactly would your mom due if she caught Amina? She might think the girl was a thief... she was wearing her clothes... Well, in that case, the decent thing to do was fess up and see what the punishment is for keeping a naked girl in your room. That's probably at least a month's grounding, which in retrospect may not be as bad as whatever injuries Amina could have suffered from falling off the side of the house. There is a pang of guilt from insisting that sort of danger on her.

You creep up the stair and quietly sneak into your room. It's empty. Still, there's no sound coming from the house. You crane your ear and listen. Wait. There is a sound coming from down the hall. It's quiet and intermittent but when you wait long enough, it's consistent. You sneak out of your room and follow the sound down the hall. It's not in the washroom or the guest room. The only room remain is the the master bedroom. The noise is definitely coming from there.

"Oh yes..." sighs your mom.

You get a sinking feeling in the bottom of your stomach. This is a scene you definitely don't want to barge in on. Your mother is distracted at least, which gives you a little more wiggle room to find Amina.

"Harder... yes... right there..." the voice that unmistakably belongs to your mother mutters out loud. She is not alone in there. There was only one other person in the house. You draw the conclusion and sit down on the floor, absorbing the information. Your head shoots up all sorts of thoughts. How did this happen? Is there magic involved? What exactly are they doing in there? Could this be an innocent misunderstanding on your part?

The door is partway open, so you brave yourself for what you are about to see and peek in. On the bed is your mom, spread eagle with Amina on the floor, head between the woman's legs, eating her out. That image burns into your retinas as you think, "Stop messing with my things, ma!"

With this dark situation confirmed, you pull your head out and start to think again. Should you just leave them be? Confront them? Wait?