"Oh my,"
your mom says with a laugh, her eyes twinkling mischievously.
"And here I thought you'd never ask."
She smiles warmly down at you and gives your hand another squeeze.
"Of course, sweetie. You just have to promise to be a good girl and do everything I tell you."
Her grin widens into a wicked smile as she leans in closer still, her breath hot against your ear.
"Are you ready for that?"