Distract Flo, with the truth. Some of it.

“Flo, well, well, well, you will never believe what I just learned!” Bryce said, tone that of a salacious gossip with the most absurdly delicious news in town.

“Oh?” She asked, catching his arm.

The petite beauty hanging on his arm that would have been distracting even if Ultimamom hadn’t gotten him all worked up than been sent away. But he managed to keep himself from doing anything stupid. Instead he looked down at the tiny chocolate cutie, “So I figured out why you have so much trouble fixing my mom up.”

“Because her taste in men is terrible? No offense to your father.”

“None taken.” His father had been dead most of his life and had not been terribly impressive beforehand. “But also no. Would you believe my mother’s a lesbian?”

“No!” She squealed, pulling him into a corner. “You’re serious?”

“I was cleaning the house up and found some old stuff. Yeah, definitely gay, or at least bisexual, definitely went through a really bad breakup.” Bryce explained, enjoying Flo’s bounteous breasts pressed against him. “Looks like after that she decided not to be.”

“You’re kidding.” She stared up at him. “You’re not kidding.”