[ WP ] In a world where nudity is the norm , a lucrative buisness of 'dressers ' exists . Possibly NSFW ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° )

“ Johnathan! ” Ma shrieked. 
 
 The boy whirled around and froze. His world ground to a halt and his usual rosy cheeks were devoid of their usual redness. “ Oh I..it…It just came up. ” He said. His tongue felt fat in his mouth and his words slipped and dribbled out. 
 
 “ Oh, really? It just came up? Then what ’ s that you ’ re holding? ” he asked taking her long strides toward the computer. Jonathan tried to close out the window on his browser with his available hand but to no avail. There she was, standing over him. 
 
 “ *This* is how I raised you? ” she asked. Ma burned so hot that she could probably fry an egg on her forehead. “ Answer me, is this how I raised you? ” 
 
 “ Susan, what ’ s the matter? ” His father asked from the doorway. “ Why are you yelling? ” 
 
 “ Why don ’ t you come and see. ” She said with her hands crossed over her chest. John was still stuck glued to his chair, the raging bull he held on to moments ago receded like a turtle in its shell. He still failed to find the ‘ x ’ on the top right of the screen, in part due to adrenaline and the other part due to the weight shame dropped on his conscious. 
 
 His father walked in, with thumping strides against the hardwood floor. “ What is it? ” 
 
 “ This. ” Ma said. “ This is it. ” Pa glanced down at his son then at the screen, then at his mother, then back at the screen and to his son again. 
 
 “ Uh..Johnathan… ” 
 
 ‘ Don ’ t * ’ Uh Johnathan ’ * him, Say something! He ’ s watching hardcore *dressography*. Fully clothed, David. ” 
 
 Pa stole a glance at the woman on screen. “ Susan, settle down. ” 
 
 “ Settle down!? She ’ s in a Burqa for God ’ s sake. And don ’ t even make me start about what he was dong…. ” She shot him a piercing glare. “ who taught this? It was that Michael kid from school isn ’ t it… ” 
 
 “ Susan… ” his father interjected, “ …let me talk to him. ” 
 
 Ma paused and looked at her husband with just as much fury swimming in her eyes. “ This is your fault. I told you he was too young for a computer, but you had to go and get him one. ” 
 
 “ Susan, go, let me talk to him. ” Pa repeated. Ma raised her brows and shifted her weight on to the other leg. 
 
 “ Fine. Talk to him. ” she said before storming off. 
 
 “ Son. ” Dad said kneeling next to him, “ You ’ re young, and I won ’ t pretend like this is something you would never come across, but listen to me. These fully clothed women are not how the world is. Your mind gets stuck on it. You ’ ll get used to women behind the screen rather than finding out what women are like in real life. You ’ ll be in a fantasy and forget reality. ” 
 
 “ I ’ m sorry dad. ” John said. 
 
 David smiled. The flower of innocence always withers regardless its nourishment. His son was no different. He turned to leave but before he got to the door he spoke up, “ Its not that I approve... but just don ’ t let your mother see you. ” He said before walking out into the hallway.
