Karen shows Selena the pictures

“Understand? This chest only snores for me,” Selena repeated.

Karen’s face scrunched up into a sour frown. Then, a moment later, it melted into a smug, satisfied look. She knew just how to deal with this.

“If you say so, dear.” Karen stretched leisurely, arching her back forward like a predatory cat as she raised her arms up high. “But I think you might want to take a look at this…”

Karen non-chalantly took her phone out of her purse, navigated to the original photos of a KO’d Billy, and tossed it over to Selena. It bounced gently on one of the pillows sitting beside the girl.

“Get rid of him when you’re done, hm?”

With that, the powerful milf turned and walked out of the room.

Selena was confused. Had she won? Had she defended her sensei from her mom? Turning to the phone, she took a hand away from Billy’s chest to pick it up and take a look. What had her mother wanted to show her…?

Oh!

Selena gasped. She was shocked to see one of the pictures of his prior knockout, his devastating loss to Karen that was the whole reason he’d come to train her in the first place, front and center on the phone’s screen.

What the heck? This was a picture of Billy, knocked out cold… But it wasn’t from the boxing club’s exhibition day! No way…

Selena took her other arm away from Billy and held the phone in both hands, swiping through all of the photos in a panic.

“No, no, no…”

All angles of his embarrassing, snoozy KO face were exposed as he lay on the floor in the images, and leaned against Selena in the present. The photos finally devolved into a series of selfies that Karen had taken with his defeated body, making there no question of who had done this to him. Her foot on his chest, her knuckles on his chin, her body laying atop his, as she stared into his lights-out expression with smug glee…

Selena stopped her rapid swiping and stared, breathing fast, at one last image. Her mom, Karen, lying down on her back next to Billy, with one arm held up to take the selfie from above. Her face wore an exaggeratedly stupid expression, with her crimson lips hanging open and her eyes crossed dumbly. Her tongue was flopped out of her mouth, completing the mockery. It looked almost normal compared to the completely-real moronic face next to her. Not even Karen’s mocking pantomime could compare to Billy’s legitimate, out-cold dumbass face. Drooling and stupid.

“S-Selena…?” Billy asked, wondering why she was looking to the side, hoping she would comfort him through yesterday’s loss again. Selena didn’t look away from the phone as she replied.

“You cheated on me, sensei. My mom made you snore.”

“Wh-Whadd?”

She turned to him, tears on her angry, scowling face. Her hair was hanging down, covering part of her hurt expression.

“You snored for my mom,” she repeated. “How could you do that to me? I thought you loved me.”

“Uugghhhhuuhhh…” Billy groaned, his sore chin flaring up at Selena’s words.

“You’re going to have to prove you still love me,” she said, rising to her feet.

Billy looked up at her. What was she talking about…?