"Once Dexter and his sister left for school, you used this time to confront his mother when she was home alone. She greeted you at the door with a warm smile, made-up hair, and modest amount of make-up on. She was wearing her usual apron, yellow cleaning gloves, tight green pants that hugged her fat ass, and high heels of all things. She stands just barely taller than you with heels off. But with them on, she’s a good couple of inches over." "Oh, user, to what due I owe the pleasure?"