She took it away to read it.
Being thirty-one does not change a few key things. One of them is I do not want my mother reading my slash. My mom is fairly open-minded in general and etc. But I'm not sure how that translates into reading her daughter's porn.
I have no idea how to get it back. I need alcohol. Now.
Pre-beach shopping fugue today. Bought a camcorder. It's all unclear, but my memory is hazy up until I walked out of the store clutching a shopping bag of accessories and a box under my arm.
I think I deserve drugs now, kthx.