"Look, err Mrs Gibson" Jon started. "Are you feeling ok?" He asked worried about her. "I'm pretty sure that you've always worn boxers and no bra. I've seen you countless of times on the beach topless and da Mr Gibson looks great in his bikinis." Jon finished. He had nearly said dad instead of Mr Gibson. "So I've always worn this?" Linda asked gesturing to her underwear. Jon nodded. "I know that you're not going to believe me dear, but up until this morning I've always worn a bra and panties." Jon shrugged his shoulders. "What can I say, Mrs Gibson?" As long as I've known you, you always have worn boxers. May I go upstairs to Karyn now?" Jon was annoyed that he had to ask permission to go up to his room now.
Linda who was lost in thought about her situation, looked at Jon. "Yes of course. I guess it's nothing." Jon smiled at his mother and then headed upstairs to his room. "karyn!" He said entering his room and seeing her sitting on his bed with his rock in her hands. She looked up as he entered.
"We have a problem"
