Potential - S01 E213

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Potential - S01 E213

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 213

Because you liked a girl?

"No, I love her, but i didn't know how to stop doing things that a pastor's daughter shouldn't do."

Becky's mouth closed and her chin wrinkled with motion. "Mom, what did you do? Was it that bad? Did you kill somebody?"

Mary laughed. She was happy to know she had raised her daughter to think murder was a worse offense than being gay. Her parents would have forgiven an act of violence, but refusing to say she didn't love Elizabeth required banishment and eternal fire. "Becky, what's Important is that you know that you can never do anything that will make me stop loving you, and I need you to trust me. I need you to know you can tell me anything."

"I know that," Becky said. "I do, trust you, but what did you do?"

"Like the book bag thing, I did things that other people probably would have stopped themselves from doing. Just because I felt horny didn't mean I had to satisfy myself, but I would. Not always, but too often, and in the wrong place."

"Is something wrong with me?"

"No, nothing," Mary said and moved close to Becky. "I don't think you'd ever do anything to hurt yourself, but if you find you're acting on thoughts or impulses without considering the consequences, let me know, please."

"Morn, do you know about Darlene?"

"I do. You aren't exactly quiet when you're in your room together."

"I, um, oh-You're not mad?" Becky asked.

"No, you didn't do anything wrong. I don't want you to get into trouble, though."

"I know. I'm not breaking any laws.

"That's not all there is to worry about. If you think you need birth "That's not all there is to worry about. If you think you need birth control, will you let me know? I'm not saying you should be doing that, but if you find yourself-"

"Okay, I understand," Becky said. "I will. What happened with your, um, what we're talking about? How did you stop and become the perfect mother?"

"I'm not perfect," Mary said. "I did start taking medication right after you were born."

"Do you think I'm doing, um, think I need medication?"

"Honey, I don't think anything. I only want you to know about it. I want you to know that if you're ever doing anything that could hurt you, or you ever need to talk about anything, I'm here for you. There's no reason to be embarrassed. I've done it all."

"I will, I'll talk to you, but I don't want to start taking medication."

"I'm not saying you need to and I'll never make you do anything you don't want to do,"

Mary said. "Just know that it's available."

"Okay, thanks, Mom."

"Wake up," someone said and bounced on him. "Evan, wake up."

Evan rubbed his crusty eyes and found his face surrounded by a cloak of black hair. "What the hell?"

"I'm trying to wake you up." Deana threw her hair over her shoulders.

"I need to ask you something," she said.

He grimaced. "Jeez, what?"

"Are they too small?" Deana asked and pulled her top up to her chin. "I could get them made bigger

They weren't big, but his sister had the most incredibly unique tits he had ever touched.