"I tried to do what?"
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 8
by
copier
· original author:
sumguy
Debbie simply followed Derek out of her bedroom, not even bothering to throw on more than the nightshirt she had worn to bed. Once in the kitchen, she sat down and waited for the explanation her son promised.
Three minutes later her jaw dropped and she leaned across the island between Derek and herself. She had clearly heard his recounting of the last few minutes, but was having a hard time processing what he was saying. "I tried to do what?"
"You were going to eat me. Right after you dragged me across your tit. It was wild. Last time I sneak up on you while you're asleep." Derek said it all matter-of-factually between taking bites of a breakfast bar.
While she was relieved Derek seemed to be taking his brush with death in stride, Debbie felt an anxiety attack creeping up on her. "I can't believe I did that. Honey I am so sorry."
Despite being a bit of a meathead at times, Derek was also a pretty good people reader. He could tell his Mom was genuinely upset hearing his version of events. Seeing her sincere regret got him thinking. Derek smiled to himself realizing that his misadventure was presenting him a very unique opportunity. After all a sorry Mom full of regret over almost eating her only begotten son, is someone that he he could probably find a way to manipulate. "Well, if you feel that bad about it you could always make it up to me."
Debbie sat back and crossed her arms "I suppose that's not too much to ask but why do I think I should be worried about how you would like me to do that?" I know that look on your face young man. Either you are about to ask to borrow money or the car. You know you just got your learners."
Derek walked over to the cupboard above the dishwasher and moved some glasses and mugs around until he found the one he was looking for. The mug he had gotten his mother last Mother's day that read "Mom has the best taste!" on the side. It was extra-large, and perfect for what Derek had in mind. Quickly he filled it at the faucet before putting it in the microwave and warmed it to pleasant steaming hot. “Not looking to borrow money or the car Mom. Just you.”
A wry smile adorned Debbie’s face. “Derek Albert Jordan, are you suggesting what I think you’re suggesting I do to make this morning up to you?”
Setting the steaming mug down on the counter in front of his mother, and then then holding up the shrink ray Derek shrugged. “I was thinking that a good soak in a hot bath would do one of us some good, and I just so happen to really want to keep playing around with this so… what do you think I’m suggesting?”
Three minutes later her jaw dropped and she leaned across the island between Derek and herself. She had clearly heard his recounting of the last few minutes, but was having a hard time processing what he was saying. "I tried to do what?"
"You were going to eat me. Right after you dragged me across your tit. It was wild. Last time I sneak up on you while you're asleep." Derek said it all matter-of-factually between taking bites of a breakfast bar.
While she was relieved Derek seemed to be taking his brush with death in stride, Debbie felt an anxiety attack creeping up on her. "I can't believe I did that. Honey I am so sorry."
Despite being a bit of a meathead at times, Derek was also a pretty good people reader. He could tell his Mom was genuinely upset hearing his version of events. Seeing her sincere regret got him thinking. Derek smiled to himself realizing that his misadventure was presenting him a very unique opportunity. After all a sorry Mom full of regret over almost eating her only begotten son, is someone that he he could probably find a way to manipulate. "Well, if you feel that bad about it you could always make it up to me."
Debbie sat back and crossed her arms "I suppose that's not too much to ask but why do I think I should be worried about how you would like me to do that?" I know that look on your face young man. Either you are about to ask to borrow money or the car. You know you just got your learners."
Derek walked over to the cupboard above the dishwasher and moved some glasses and mugs around until he found the one he was looking for. The mug he had gotten his mother last Mother's day that read "Mom has the best taste!" on the side. It was extra-large, and perfect for what Derek had in mind. Quickly he filled it at the faucet before putting it in the microwave and warmed it to pleasant steaming hot. “Not looking to borrow money or the car Mom. Just you.”
A wry smile adorned Debbie’s face. “Derek Albert Jordan, are you suggesting what I think you’re suggesting I do to make this morning up to you?”
Setting the steaming mug down on the counter in front of his mother, and then then holding up the shrink ray Derek shrugged. “I was thinking that a good soak in a hot bath would do one of us some good, and I just so happen to really want to keep playing around with this so… what do you think I’m suggesting?”
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