“Yes! Oh, God, yes!” Phillis arched her back and flung her arms out to her side as she fell onto the bed laughing.
“Aren’t you the comical one?” Phillis’ mom stood in the doorway with a laundry hamper under her arm.
Smiling Phillis rolled off the bed. “What? I thought you said I was supposed to practice?”
Her mom rolled her eyes. “I meant practice safe sex, and you know it. Why do you have to be such a pain.”
Phillis shrugged. Shaking her head, her mom turned to continue on, but Phillis called out, “Maybe dad should be practicing?”