As “Zoey” sits there, trying to decide what to do, she hears a familiar sound from outside her window, raising an eyebrow in confusion, the woman gets to her feet and walks over to her window.
Jeff’s eyes widen in shock when he sees his dad’s car pulling into the driveway, stopping and his dad stepping out, “fuck, what… what the fuck is he doing here,” he asks himself in a panic, “I… I thought he’d be gone the whole weekend! What shall I do? He… he can’t see me like this!”
The former teen’s fear only intensifies when his dad looks up and spots him standing at the window, the man’s mouth curls into a smile, which makes Jeff’s stomach churn, he knew what that smile meant: his dad has something on his mind, something that only involves him and his wife!
‘Fuck… me,’ is all Jeff can think as he watches his dad walk towards the front door.
Jeff hears the front door open, shortly after he hears heavy footsteps walking up the stairs, Jeff is in a panic, causing the former 16-year-old to not think about reverting the last transformation.
The door to his room opens and his dad steps in, “hey babe,” Mark says, still with that smile on his face, as he walks up to the woman, whom he believes to be his wife, unaware that it’s his son Jeff. Before Jeff is able to react, Mark wraps his arms around him, pulling him into a strong hug and placing a kiss on his cheek, before the man looks deep into his eyes, “what a surprise, I thought you were away visiting your cousin. Did something happen?”
‘At least he didn’t kiss me on the lips,’ Jeff thinks to himself, relaxing a little, even hugging Mark back, ‘I hope he doesn’t notice the program on my computer,’ he continues to think. “Um… something came up, something personal,” he then says, “so we decided to postpone the meet up”.
“I see,” Mark says, letting go of Jeff, he then notices the panic look in the “woman’s” eyes, the man tilts his head, “why do you look so worried?”
“Oh… I… I’m just in shock and surprised that you’re back earlier than you have said,” Jeff says, “I thought you would return on sometime Sunday evening”.
Mark sighs, “I thought so too,” he says, frowning, “but the meeting got cancelled”.
“Oh… for what reason,” Jeff asks.
Mark shrugs, “I don’t know,” he says, “the boss didn’t want to say, but I could tell he wasn’t happy”.
“Hm… that doesn’t sound great,” Jeff says.
Mark shakes his head, “no, it doesn’t,” he says, then the weird smile returns on his face, “but… actually, this is perfect,” he says.
“Wh-why?”
“Why don’t we go on that trip we talked about,” Mark asks, “or would you prefer to stay here?”
Jeff’s eyes widen, knowing exactly what trip his father is talking about: the romantic weekend he and his mother were talking about and planning for since a month.
“But… isn’t the lodge already booked for next weekend,” Jeff asks, “isn’t it to late to change it?”
Mark shakes his head, still smiling, “I checked earlier today,” he says, “we’d be able to book a room for this weekend, and return the next weekend for our official “romantic trip”. What do you say?”
‘Great… just fucking great,’ Jeff thinks to himself, ‘this was NOT planned!! I could decline and say I’d prefer staying here, but what if mom suddenly shows up unexpected?! How should I explain… this?! Maybe going on this trip with dad would be the best option, that way I wouldn’t need to worry to be found out. But… what if he’s planning to… to have sex?! I don’t want to get fucked by my own dad! Fuck, fuck… FUCK! What am I supposed to do?!’