So the dinner with Mason’s mother had been nothing short of awkward, but the woman had at least had decency enough to try and pretend she hadn’t seen what she’d seen. At least, while Roxy had been around. The girl simply kept thanking her lucky stars that the door hadn’t opened a mere five minutes later. She’d made a good impression on Mason’s mom from the start and honestly didn’t want it ruined by her thinking that Roxanne was defiling her perfect, mild mannered son. Never mind that that was exactly what Roxy was doing. But to avoid any further embarrassing interruptions, the pair had decided to move their tutoring sessions to her place. So like always, they met in the parking lot after school and climbed into their respective vehicles, but instead of her following him on the now familiar route to his place, she took the lead and headed towards the opposite side of town. Her family was one of the wealthier ones in their area, and their house sat in large cul de sac, surrounded by equally large and upscale homes. As they approached the wide french doors that made up the front entrance, Roxy looked over her shoulder while she dug for her keys. “My dad’s Boston for work, he’s like, a big shot lawyer, and my mom’s in Spain, I think? She’s just a flight attendant but she’s always off on some international flight and always tries to spend a day or two while she’s there.” she explained as she unlocked the door and pushed it open, leading Mason inside. “So basically, I could host an orgy without anyone walking in.” she laughed lightly before giving him a look. “So. How much of a third degree did you get when I left the other night?” || @diamcndhearts