Surprise

Before you even get the time to knock the door opens again and you see Barbara Innes in front of you once more.

"Adrian. I am so sorry, please do not be mad at me!" She apologizes profusely and it takes you a second to realize what is going on. A new rule does not change the world, it only changes what counts now. So she still just called you a rapist a second ago, just to find out... "Please, I must have been out of my mind to believe that slutty little bitch when she lied about you."

"Whoa, watch it, Ms. Innes. That is your daughter you are talking about." You feel really weird correcting her. In your mind you had called her much worse after all.

"Oh I know, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that either. I just got angry at her. You know, her father is in prison for touching a girl in a way that he should not have, you know?" You did not. "So I just had my emotions get a bit flaming when it comes to this topic. She out of all people should know how such a thing can ruin a man and his family. To think that she would just lie about it... unbelievable." You nod. This throws a whole other angle on the situation. If she had a family with history in this case, why did she lie about it? It felt only right to you now that she was getting this angry treatment of her mom, that was sure to come, since she did in fact lie.

Though that brings the question to your mind, what if she would not have? You cant hold back a smile as you open your mouth and say. "Yeah, I mean, all I did to her in that classroom was to grab her tits and jerk them around a bit." You eye her expression carefully to see if you need to make yourself un-noticable again.

"Oh, well, that's rather rude, don't you think? I mean, I know you're a man so you don't have..." she makes a gesture towards her own chest, which, as you might notice, was quite nice for a woman of her age. Sure, not the 'porn MILF' standard of a D cup on a slim body, but a rather sizable pair on a well aged woman instead. "... but if you jerk her around on them that probably hurt her. Have you done things like that before? Did she break up with you because of that?" Huh, well yeah, that was okay.

If sexual harassment was not a valid concern, then 'jerking her tits around' would probably be just considered the same as if you dragged her around at the hairs. Still blame on you, but not like that. You wonder what she would make out of these things then, so you say:

"No, she told me she was fed up with my pranks. I understand though, thats why I am here today, to apologize to her and show her that I will be more mature now. You know, I kept playing pranks at her, whenever she slept over at my place. Like cumming on her food or in her mouth. Or waking her up by thrusting my cock up her asshole. My favourite was to take naked pictures of her and sell them online. And she always understood that it was just harmless pranks, so this came out of nowhere." You try to give Barbara a hinge at letting her give her point of view and it succeeds.

"Well, again, as a man you probably don't know, but your cum is pretty disgusting in taste. Most woman would prefer not to taste it. Imagine she would have put chili powder in your food all the time. Or if she would have spanked your butt... actually thats a bad example, I know, since people like that sometimes, so... if she kept slapping your shoulder each time to wake you up. You wouldn't like to wake up like that, would you? And the last thing... don't get me wrong, but if I would have known that I probably would have talked to you about it earlier, that is a bit creepy. Selling pictures of your girlfriend online? Who knows what these people might do with them? Maybe they photoshop their crushes face on her body to imagine to seeing them naked you know? I wouldn't want my daughter to be involved with things like that." You hold back a laughter and reply.

"Yeah, you're right, I was childish. But I probably should have just focussed on innocent things. Like her gaping asshole after I fucked it. I know some sites online like seeing girls spread open like that and pay for it, so maybe I should have just taken pictures of her there, only cunt and asshole, nothing more."

And after a short thought about it, Lindas mom nodded. "Yeah, that would have been better. But I am gonna be honest with you, I can't promise that she will take you back. But you can stay here and talk to her about it. I always liked you, Adrian." You smile.

"Thank you, Ms. Innes." and you look at the clock. Due to the long ride and everything else going on, it is now high noon. One hour until Linda arrives.