Get caught

As you're standing there examining your prominent cameltoe you hear the soft door slowly swing open. Turning around, your face slowly forming a blush as your wide eyes meet your mothers. Normally, your mother would not be worried about finding a strange woman in your sister's bedroom, but your shocked expression and guilty eyes give away that you are not where you should be.

"Who are you?" She asks, stepping into the room as she sets the folded laundry she had been carrying down onto the dresser. "What are you doing in my daughters room?"

You freeze. Eyes wide, mouth slightly open. Your mind is racing as you try to come up with a believable story, a valid excuse, but you only manage a stammer.

"Last time I ask, what are you doing in my daughters room young lady?" Her arms cross in front of her body as she takes a step forward, clearly standing in position of power and command as she looks down upon you.

Your eyes shift to the floor, nervous, as your normally quick wit abandons you and leaves you speechless.

"Fine. We'll treat you like the disobedient girl you are." She moves quickly toward you, grabbing your slender arm as she pulls you along behind her.