"How come you trust me so much mom?" I asked loading up the moving truck with my items. " well your turning 19 next year I just thought you'd like your personal space." " I already had personal space." I walked back to the house grabbing my last bag off the floor by the door. " Ok well to be honest honey me and dad want privacy if you know what I mean." She said bumping shoulders with me. " aww mom, ewww that's is nothing I wanted to know." I said walking out the door to the the truck. " it's not gross when you youngings talk about it ?" She asked more like said. " well our bodies ar wrinkly or dry." " my skin isn't wrinkly , and I have to say your dad isn't as wrinkly as you might think.
Sorry I just wanted to give you a preview so ik if I should keep going.
Peace Out!
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