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Chapter 7 by TheDespaxas TheDespaxas

It was just what he needed for his plan.

A change in sleeping arrangements.

The pile of clothes would give him an alibi for his story. She would believe anything but he wanted to tell her something believable. (in case she repeated it to someone else.)

He had taken a screwdriver and a roll of duct tape before going up.

He locked the door of her room from the outside and sealed it with tape. He had covered her window with a trash bag taped on it. He waited a little and went back down, just in time to receive a delicious sandwich.

"Mom, there is a problem in your room. " he said after taking a bite of the crispy bacon sandwich.

"What? What is it?" she asked him in shock.

"There are bed bugs! " he simply replied.

"Bed bugs? How could it be possible? There were none this morning." she said thinking of how she could have missed such a thing. Having finished cooking she had removed her apron and was standing at the counter to eat her BLT with her ass hanging out.

"The exterminator I called said that they are often attracted by piles of dirty clothes. I has to seal your room to stop them from spreading until he can come by to get rid of them. " he added.

"But Matthew where will I sleep and what will I wear? We don't have a guest room and all my clothes are in my room. " she asked, worried about this inconvenience but not noticing anything strange about doing so wearing only a bra in front of her son.

"You can sleep in my room until he comes. You were talking of dressing more sexy these days, that way you will start from scratch with a new wardrobe, your clothes will be ruined once he fumigates them with poison to kill the bugs. " offered Matthew.

" Of course, but where will you sleep if I use your bed? Did he say when he could come? " asked his mom.

"That's the thing, he can't come until the start of June. It's too long for me to sleep on the couch so we will have to share my bed." he told her, exposing the sad reality of this totally fictional situation.

"But honey, we are in April! " she gasped.

" I know but he is booked until then. In the meantime you cannot open your room no matter what happens. " he concluded.

This will be a fun month and a half.

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