The Morning After 2

Texting is dangerous. You'll say some crazy things, some things you probably wouldn't, face-to-face...especially when you're out of it. Not just saying things but...sending pictures. God, you shouldn't have, but you did it. The thing you've been thinking about, dreaming about...fantasizing about. You finally told your step-mother what you feel. Not only that, but you sent her a picture...something a step-mother really shouldn't see, of her own step-son. But you're so faded. And she's been teasing you lately, you're sure of it...even so...it's hard not to regret it. You don't have much time for that, though, you're so tired...but when you wake up, there she is. Watching you. And she's so close. She wants to talk about what you said. What you sent her. Please, this can't be happening?? Why did you do it?? But...she doesn't seem upset...actually, she seems almost nervous. Nervous like a girl at school or something. Does she...did she like seeing that? Oh god, what're we doing?