Figure I'd contribute again.
When I would return home from college to see my g/f we often would often drive to the local park late nights and have sex in and on the car.
My mom decided to drive my car to the store the morning after I had just had sex in it with my the g/f. My mom didn't ask for my permission. She just grabbed my keys off the counter and went to my car. I was asleep in my room when I heard my mom yelled out my name. Groggy from sleep I got up, got dressed and went to see what she wanted.
"Are those foot prints in the window and on the dashboard" was the first thing my mom asked me. I didn't respond. Mom gave me this look and I felt slightly embarrassed. More so because my g/f was thought to be a shy humble lady (ya right).
My dad was there too and didn't say a word but he just pointed at the handprint on the hood of the car, laughed and walked off.
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