.." I cursed myself as the words were coming out of my mouth ... I started too big.She was already starting to remove her top, but she stopped. "Hon, ...that's a little much."I knew she wouldn't go for something so extreme right away, but I was disappointed anyway. "I had to delete that picture, it's my favorite one ... what am I going to get in return?" I whined.She finished taking off her top. "At least, let me get used to the idea. A mother can't just give a strip show for her son right away."I. I took a graceful bow then removed my shoes and looked over to gather up my shorts and shirt to get dressed again. I looked on the floor, then the couch, then the loveseat, but my clothes were missing. I walked through the kitchen towards the door to my bedroom to get some other clothes, but my door was locked. I then heard all four guys laughing from the living room. I walked back to the living room and asked where my clothes were. “Oh, we didn’t get a chance to tell you since you were. " I answered."We do need your help Don and I talked to your dad and asked him to send you down here after he left a few weeks ago. You see Don." He began."About a year or so ago I stopped being able to function sexually. You know, I have been to all kinds of doctors and no one can help. I can't get an erection any more. Now your aunt and me have always wanted a c***d and now it looks like that will never happen." When he finished I was even more confused. "Your dad and I talked a lot about this. Your two suitcases still sit open, their contents strewn across the ground, and you sigh as you prop open the door, and begin to fold a pile of t-shirts.If only I had ordered the steak instead of that crab, you think to yourself, placing a neat pile of shirts into your drawer, then maybe I wouldn’t have been stuck in that hospital for two damn weeks.The day before you were due to move in to college, your parents had taken you and your twin-sister Lisa out to a fancy seafood restaurant in order.