Jon, not noticing her rising anger opened his mouth and answered.
"Guys have it so much better. You won't understand." He finished, going into a bit of male pouting.
Jon began to wiggle a bit as the fit of Karyn's clothes began to affect his not so female anatomy.
"What is wrong, Jennifer?" Karyn asked.
Still more than a bit miffed about being called 'Jennifer' and 'girl' by his mother, Jon answered, "If you must know, your clothes aren't exactly made for my present equipment."
"You get used to it. Come on let's go finish cleaning up the kitchen as your mom asked.
"Fine." Jon said, standing and setting the rock down.
Just before he set the rock down, he tried once more to adjust the uncomfortable feel of Karyn's clothes. "I wish "
