If mom noticed the socks, she didn’t say anything about them, or even pay any attention to them. I watched my mother pull her shirt over her head. Pornhat I remembered why I usually shopped at Wal-Mart. She didn’t come to my room that often because I was officially an adult even if I still lived at home, and she wanted to respect my privacy. There’s no way I’d normally wear socks like that, and they were so red they practically burned. I remembered why I usually shopped at Wal-Mart. You know, the one which everyone has on their computer even though they pretend they don’t.
