My step-mom slips into my bed to show her gratitude in a way that leaves me breathless

All of our clothes are combined into one little closet, so I have to rummage through Ty’s clothes to find mine. All too soon I see our development coming up. Vxxx “…not have…why…other guy…you…how could…” was all I was getting. I even started writing down ideas in the morning. At least not until after lunch. I can’t hear what he’s saying because the door muffles it and water is clogging my ear, but I catch little bits. We live in southern Atlanta, Georgia in a little development sort of. She stumbles back and yelps in surprise. I no longer felt happy or content. It’s the first time in a while that I’ve been able to reach the bus stop this early and chill out.