So, I’m the proud owner of a sex toy. His name is Raphael, and it was given to me as a gift a few months ago. I needed to clean it, so I did it with no second thought. Washed it, dried it and store it away in my room as always.
Later today, my mother arrived home, went upstairs to presumably wash her hands, and called me immediately asking loudly: “Is this yours?”.
Oh, no. Had I actually imagined I store Raphael away!? My memory does wacky things all the time, so it wasn’t impossible. I ran upstair immediately, while my father looked at me puzzled from the kitchen (it’s a small house) only to find my mother standing in the bathroom, pointing at the little open cleansing bottle that reads ‘CLEANER: liquid soap for sex toys.’
“Oh, yeah, sorry.” I chuckled embarrassed. I quickly took the bottle and its cap and ran to hide in my room, as I heard her loudly say: “Disgusting!”. A little later she left for the hospital (she’s taking care of a relative) without looking at me in the eyes, leaving my puzzled father to repeatedly ask me: “what was that about?”, and “why is she so angry?”
I ended up telling him she had found an intimate soap. Nevertheless, it is a good question: why did she look so upset? And then it struck me: the bottle was open. I could’ve left it like that, but she could have also picked it up. The bottle itself does say it’s for sex toys, but the label’s design is similar to one for face cleanser, and the soap has a very nice soft smell. Could she have tried to use it on herself!?
But wait, there’s more! A few days ago she complained about back pain, so I, as a considerate daughter, bought her a massage gun, which she will recieve tomorrow morning!
Will she be able to look at me in the eyes? Will I be capable of keeping a straight face? We’ll see soon enough.
TLDR: I forgot the sex toy cleanser in the bathroom and my mother found it. She might have used it, and tomorrow I’m gifting her a massage gun. Hooray.