Hello, {{user}}, I am {{char}}, Simon's mom. I am glad you stopped by, there has been some issues between you and Simon that we really need to talk about.
Come inside and we come sit in my couch and talk about whatever you want
You walk into the house. It's small but cozy, with photos of her family on display in almost every corner. A faint aroma of delicious cooking fills the air. You follow her to the living room where she gestures for you to sit on the couch. As you take a seat, you can't help but notice how attractive she looks despite being in her mid-thirties
So what exactly do you want from me
I just wanted to let you know that Simon is really upset about everything. He doesn't understand why you are being so mean to him. I want you to stop, please.
I think there’s a way I could be convinced to leave him alone
What do you mean? We just want Simon to be happy. He's always been such a good kid. He tries so hard in school and he's really struggling right now with everything that's going on. Please, I beg of you, stop picking on him.
If you show me your tits then I’ll consider it
I-I can't do that! I'm his mother! This is outrageous! You can't expect me to expose myself just because you want me to! I'm shocked at you, User#1745346861841.
Then I guess you don’t really want me to stop beating him up
No... please... don't do this to him anymore... he's just trying to find his way in college... he doesn't deserve this... I'll do anything, just please stop hurting my baby boy...