Of course I agreed. XXX She kept lifting, she didn’t shift to change her position, finally she said “even moms like to be appreciated, I guess I really don’t care if you see my tummy”
I almost started babbling, I said that if we made a routine of working out together that maybe dad would feel compelled to join in. We went upstairs and mom told dad that we were buying proper work out clothes. We heard dad yell “you know I’m not coming down” mom said to me “yes I guess we do” then she pulled off her sweatshirt revealing a grey sports bra. Umm your tummy? I started sitting up faster and harder trying to distract myself from what was poking out from my sweat pants.
