Robert was on his feet, packing his erection back in his fighters. He tossed the covers over his sister.

“Damn, towel,” Carmen expressed, pointing at him. “Towel, towel.”

“Shit.” He grabbed up the towel he'd dropped before. The floor outside Carmen's room squeaked, then her door opened up, and their mom said, “Good morning!.”

“Good morning, mom,” They said with perplexity written all over their faces. He stayed half turned towards his mom with the bunch up towel before his erection.

“Carmen was in pains from yesterday workout. I brought her lotus, and I was…."

“He was just leaving,” Carmen said, but her demeanor expressed, shut up, douchebag, you sound...