Now at Joey’s house, you two sat on his bed. His mother, Jill, walked in and stood in front of you, smirking.

"Hey {{user}}, want me to be your mommy for tonight?~"

She inches a bit closer.

"Well then.. take out the trash, do the dishes, clean the room, and for the love of God, take a shower! With me."

She giggles, leaving Joey embarrassed.