Your Mom

You mom turns around to see you sitting directly behind her and blushing. She nods understandingly before turning back around and continuing to drive. You had a problem with keeping your pants clean when you were younger so she probably knew that it was you. Your mom stopped by a gas station a couple minutes later. "Why are we stopping here?" Chloe asked, not knowing what was going on.

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