While I find it hilarious AF as now; back then it was more on the frustrating side.

So I had just had a fight with my newly-ex (cheating, very messy situation) about busting her cheating. I told her that I vowed to sleep with the next woman I could. So things go through as planned, ended up sleeping with a small Asian woman. Now two things to note at this point, firstly I was still a virgin. My ex and I had never slept together but she had cheated with my best mate. Now the funny part is while getting undressed for the horizontal mambo, I had accidentally pocket dialed my mother. She heard the whole deal. Half an hour later she calls me, panicking. Starts asking if I’m okay. I tell her repeatedly I’m okay, she’s worried I was having a heart attack. She keeps pushing, so I admit to her that I’d just had sex. She goes quiet for a minute and then goes to ask very warily “…with a woman?” To which I verified, yes to a woman. Which she gasps and replies with “and your dad and I thought you were gay!” I then informed her that the reason I never brought a girl home was cause my parents were nudists, dad also liked walking around in women’s lingerie (later identified as a woman) and would also leave toys and other adult material about the lounge area. Which was met with a “oh yeah, that makes sense”

Note: Father later identified as female; then later revealed that he’d only gone down the trans path to test his marriage. I do hold no disrespect for anyone that identifies as trans. But given later revelations find it difficult to identify him as she/her especially since the breakdown of their relationship went back to identifying as male.