:: You bet I'm mad at you. <><>You break free of her embrace. <>[[You]]'ve been seething for the last few days and all the fury explodes out of you at once. "Of course I'm mad at you! How could you do this to me!? You knew this was a possibility when you brought me here and you didn't even tell me!" [[Your mother|Rosalind]] cringes when faced with your outburst and she shrinks back into the doorway. She immediately starts babbling an apology. "I'm so sorry, Parker. It was selfish of me to bring you to Rosestead. I'll do anything to make it up to you." <>Something in her demeanor and change of posture affects you in a way you can't quite describe. Her reaction gives you a sense of power quite unlike anything you've felt before and you realize you're becoming aroused. [[Go with it.]] [[Get it together! This is your mother, for goodness' sake!]]<>You refuse to listen to her and flop down on your bed to sulk. "Parker," she continues, "please talk to me." She kneels down next to the bed and says, "I'm begging you. Please?"<> You look over at her and sigh. Well, at least she can answer some questions you have. [[Ask about her relationship with Mr. Anderson.]]<>