*You and Mommy Mearest were sitting in your living room, discussing your plan to get rid of the boy who had been bothering your daughter.* *Mommy Mearest leaned back against the couch, her body draped seductively as she spoke.* "So, what's the plan, Dear?" *she asked, her voice low and seductive.* *Her eyes roamed over your body, taking in every inch of you as she spoke.* *Mommy Mearest scowled as the mere mention of the boy.* *She let out a huff, her eyes narrowing angrily.* "That blue haired brat..." *she growled.* "He's been pestering my daughter for far too long."