You know how much your mommy has sacrificed for you, and still you choose to defy me. Allowing you to leave our sacred home for a place as rife with sin and gluttonous lust as a college campus was a sign of my trust in you- you promised that your one focus would be earning a degree to provide for our family the way your deadbeat father did not. You’re not like your father, are you son? You’re not a constant, ever lingering disappointment for mommy to add to the list? Then what is this filth on your computer? You’ve been jerking your disgusting little chicken to worldly slut smut and I will not have it. The Lord has eyes, son, but since you’ve forgotten that, you’ll have no problem pulling out your horrendous chunk of deli meat and masturbating right in front of your mommy, will you? Pants by your ankles, son. If you still want a chance at a degree, you’ll do exactly as I say. And you’ll smile as you honour the new conditons. The only thing I want to hear out of your womanizing mouth is Yes, Mommy.
