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"You don't think she's told your dad?!" Paige asked as she peeked out of the bedroom window. Emily could see the fear in her eyes, she moved closer cupping Paiges cheek. They had barely slept that night, after receiving Hannas text. At first they thought it may have just been Hanna, joking around. However there was no way Hanna would have known about them using her present, unless someone had seen their tape. Emily didn't know what to do. Paige mostly feared for her life, assuming her dad was hunting her down this minute. Emily on the other hand, didn't know what to do when she returned home, later today. She was hoping her mother would just forget about the situation, but Emily knew her mum would want to either shout, or talk to her about it.

"I hope not. Although if she had, I doubt he'll be waiting for you outside." Trying to reassure Paige with a kiss to the lips.

"He's going to kill me! I violated his daughter." Paige groaned leaning into Emily, wrapping her arms around her girlfriends waist. Mumbling into Emily's shoulder "I'm never going back to Rosewood again!"

Emily pulled Paige closer into her, "Hey, first of all it was my idea. Second of all, I was the one doing the violating, you were tied up, Remember?" hushing Paige. The pair remained silent. Enjoying the feeling of embrassing each other.

"Although I do like the idea of never going back to Rosewood." Emily finally uttered, breaking the silence. Paige slowly pulled her body away from Emily's, whilst holding her hand in a tight grip. Paige placed a small kiss on the other girls lips.

"As much as I would actually love that, your mum would definitely send your dad after me. Also we need to leave soon, so you can catch your plane in time." With a small sigh, Emily merely nodded her head in agreement. Letting go of Paige's hand so she could grab her jacket and bag. Paige snatched the bag, before Emily could even reach it, not wanting to allow her girlfriend to carry it unless it was necessary. They left the dorm, and building in silence, both still mulling over what trouble they could both be in.

Pam had spent her entire Sunday searching the internet, looking for as much information she could on sex. She had discovered a lot more than she thought she would. She had packs on all different sexual fantasies and fetishes. Some Pam found disturbing, others amusing. She didn't want to encourage her daughter, or provide her with any more new ideas. However Ashley had made a very valid point the day before, she needed to at least discuss these ideas with her daughter. Provide information so that she will hopefully practice anything she was interested in safely. She found herself setting up the coffee table in the living room, laying all the information out in piles. It was nearing 5pm and Emily should be home soon. The nerves were beginning to show, Pam was pacing and reorganising all the information again and again. Deciding to try and distract herself, Pam made her way into the kitchen, making herself a fresh batch of coffee. Flinching slightly, when she heard the front door close. Taking a deep breathe, Pam braced herself for the challenge ahead of her. Clutching onto her mug of coffee tightly, she made her way into the hallway. Catching Emily just as she was ready to scurry up the stairs.

"Emily, I was wondering if we could have a little chat?" Pam called out from the kitchen doorway. Taking a small sip of her coffee. Emily froze in her spot, she had hoped to be able to escape to her room. Avoiding her mother seemed to be hard to do these days. Taking a moment to gather her composure, Emily slowly turned around facing her mum.

"Oh, I was hoping to get a shower and an early night. I'm really tired." Emily replied with a forced smile. Pam had a feeling Emily could tell she was anxious. Her daughter seemed to be nervously glancing up the stairs, her weight shifting from foot to foot. It looked to Pam like she couldn't wait to escape to her room.

"I really think we should talk just now. Lets have a seat in the living room." With that response Pam walked off towards the living room. Having a seat on the sofa, she waited for her daughter to come and join her. Emily wondered through to join Pam a couple of minutes later, hesitating for a moment at the doorway. Pam patted at the spare seat beside her, gesturing for Emily to come over. It was only after sitting that Emily finally noticed the table filled with pieces of paper. Pam turned slightly to look at Emily, the mug cradled between her hands.

"Umm, ok, well I found a DVD in your room …. which I watched …. and well I think it's time we had a little chat about …. sex." Emily could only stare wide eyed at Pam. This was really happening, Emily had hoped that since she was given the talk whilst dating Ben, there would be no more. She tried to find her voice, yet all she could do was clear her throat. Her mind now blank.

"Now I am mad at you for being so stupid as to have made a video. Seriously, why would you do such a thing? Although I think that talking to you rather than shouting would help." Pam continued, Emily now staring at her mum, her mouth slightly agape. She could feel her cheeks burning with embarrassment. Pam took a moment to think through her next move.

"I spent a little while looking on the internet, and even though you can't get pregnant, you are still at risk of many STD's." Pam started to pick up a few leaflets, all of which discussed the various aids used to protect oneself from STD's "Now apparently condoms can still be used, if you like toys."

"Ohmygod …. Mom stop, please!" Emily groaned, hiding her face in her hands. She still couldn't believe this was happening. "I'm sorry I made that tape. No one was meant to know about it or see it. It was a stupid idea, but I really don't need a talk on safe sex. I already know everything. " Emily pleaded, looking Pam in the eyes, silently begging for this to be over. She could see her mother hesitate slightly, hoping this was a good sign. Pam slowly placed the safe sex leaflets down on the table, only to lift up another pile of paper.

"I'm glad you've done your research. However I need to discuss other things …. like … well …. sexual fetishes. Now you and Paige are clearly into some, other things …" Pam cleared her throat before continuing "...such as bondage. Which I have been told is completely normal, but you may be thinking of trying other … things." Pam handed the paper to Emily, hoping that her daughter would just tell her if there was anything she wanted to discuss. Emily just stared at the paper in her hands, she wanted the ground to swallow her whole. Make her disappear right now. Her mum had taken, what her and Paige thought was only a little fun seriously. Worried that Pam thought she had a whole gimp suit and torture equipment hidden somewhere.

"Oh god mom! It was a little fun, not something we do often. I really don't think we need to talk about this. I'm not going to try …" Emily stopped to read the first couple of headings, nearly choking once she realised what she was holding "MOM! Seriously?! Baby play? Balloons? Where did you find these?" Emily looked towards her mum horrified.

"The internet, I just wondered since you liked being tied up, then maybe …" Pam began to realise that maybe she had taken her research a little too far, and according to Emily's facial expression, she had nothing to worry about.

"Ok, just because I tied Paige up doesn't mean we're into these types of things. It was a little fun. An experiment." Sighing Emily placed the paper back on the table. "Can I just say sorry, and go have my shower? This is really embarrassing." Emily pleaded.

Pam smiled at her daughter, it had been embarrassing for the both of them. At least she felt like they were beginning to bond again. "Ok Em. I just want you to be safe and happy."

"Thanks mom, and I am. Honestly." With that Emily lent over giving her mum a tight hug, before lifting herself off the couch. Pausing at the doorway, bidding good night. Pam settled back against the couch, feeling rather relieved.

"Well that didn't go too badly" Pam murmured to herself, with a smile.