Derrick froze up, his mind completely unable to comprehend what was happening. First Sarah, who previously he would have said only knew who he was because she enjoying bullying him showed up at his house apparently with the intention of having sex with him. To make things even more insane, afterwards she'd declared herself to be his sex slave.
Of course, with his luck being what it was, that was the exact moment when his mom had gotten back from getting her hair permed and had walked right into his bedroom. She walked into the room and froze, looking first at Sarah, who was lying on his bed, naked except for her skirt, still spread eagled and presenting herself to him, and then back to Derrick, who had been able to get his pants on first, so at least that embarrassment had been avoided.
His mom took a deep breath, sighed and then said, "Get dressed and then come downstairs. We need to talk." She then walked out of the room, leaving only the lingering dread of the conversation he was about to have.
As soon as she left Sarah got up and quickly grabbed her jacket off the floor. "I'm sorry, I should have been paying more attention before I pledged myself to you," she said, her head down in contrition.
Derrick went and grabbed his own t-shirt as well. As he did this he asked her, "So what is this pledge you're talking about?"
Sarah just looked at him confused. "It's my slave pledge of course. I was so worried that you were going to turn me down, but you accepted and I've never been so happy!?"
"Accepted? When did I accept anything?"
As soon as he said that, Sarah became increasingly frightened. "Don't you remember? It was when we were in the living room just now. I got on my knees and begged you to make me your slave and you just reached out to me with your big manly hands and then took me up to your room where you," and here Sarah lowered her head to the side as she blushed like a girl in the throes of first love, "used me like a good sex slave should be used."
Derrick could feel one of his eyes twitching as listened to her. That had quite literally never happened. He wasn't sure if this was some fucked up game she was playing or if he'd gone completely insane, but with his mom waiting downstairs he just didn't have the time to figure this out right now. A frustrated groan slipped out as he got his shirt on and walked out of the room, Sarah quickly following behind him.
When Derrick walked into the living room he saw his mom sitting on a chair she'd set up by the coffee table. She motioned him and Sarah to sit down on the couch across from her as she held a phone up to her ear. Derrick took a deep breath to settle himself and sat down on the couch and forced himself to look his mom in the face.
For a woman in her fifties, Derrick's mom looked pretty good. Derrick of course would never admit to this. To her she was simply mom, so any implication from someone that his mom was, 'hot,' would be met with an annoyed grimace. It didn't change the fact that she was hot, with her long curly brown hair and hourglass figure, which she spent a lot of time at the gym in order to keep up, but it did mean he was less likely to notice any of that.
Finally she got in contact with whoever was on the other line and began talking. "Hi dear. I know it's late, but this is important. I need you to get your dad and put him on speakerphone. There's something I need to talk to both of you about."
As soon as she finished talking she put the phone down face up on the table. A few sounds of people moving could be heard from the other end before he heard the gruff voice of his grandfather on the phone. "All right I'm here woman, what is this about?"
"And hello to you too. Derrick's here by the way. Derrick, so hi to your grandfather."
"Um, hi," Derrick mumbled.
From the phone Derrick could hear the sound of his father's voice as he said, "Dear, please tell me this isn't some excuse to have a nice family chat."
"No dear. I'm calling because Derrick's activated."
That got a reaction. For a little while Derrick couldn't figure out what anyone on the other line was saying. Finally after about a minute of furious arguing his grandfather managed to get himself heard over the din.
"This is all ridiculous woman. The earliest anyone has ever activated is 23. If Derrick were to have actually activated that means he would have done it nearly 5 years earlier than the earliest it could ever happen!"
"And yet it did."
"Listen honey," Derrick's father interjected. "If he had really activated there should be a woman involved.."
"That would be me," Sarah said. "Um, hi. I'm Sarah, Derrick's girlfriend."
"Girlfriend!!! Derrick, why haven't you told us you got a girlfriend? This is NOT the way you should be introducing us to her," his dad said.
"I'm sorry it was my fault. I was just really nervous about meeting all of you," Sarah responded. "And of course I ended up meeting Mrs. Carter.."
"You can call me Laura dear. No need for formalities at this point."
"Right well I ended up meeting Laura in the worst possible way. She walked in as Derrick and I, we were, well....we were doing some...roleplay."
"Um, honey. I think you might have mistook what was going on there."
Derrick's mom sighed in annoyance before responding. "Well there's a simple way to settle this. Derrick," and looked over towards him then. "Go walk around the block."
Derrick up to this point had been desperately trying to crawl under the seat cushions. This was by far the most humiliating conversation he'd had in his entire life. So he was a little taken aback by his mother's request. "What?" he asked.
"It's simple. Go outside, walk around the block, and then come back inside. That's it."
Derrick didn't understand what this was supposed to accomplish, but if it got him out of this room he was all for it. As he stood up, Sarah stood up with him. "I'll come with you," she said.
"No, you stay here," His mother replied with a voice that made it clear she was not messing around.
"Derrick, I know what your mom is trying to do. Just go ahead and do it so we can get this over with," ca,e the voice of his dad from the phone.
"Okay," Derrick responded, this time finally moving himself towards the door and away from this awkwardness. As he got up and began to move, Sarah was looking incredibly worried, getting more and more frightened the further he got away from her. Just as he opened the door and was about to walk out, she suddenly jumped out the couch and ran over to him. Almost tackling him in a bear hug.
