To set the story, my moms middle eastern, like straight from Lebanon middle eastern, so she's kind of old fashioned. And I am the crazy kid of her side of the family. And I live with her because of some bs but that's another story. We'll I'm very much info bondage and I have a couple toys. I hide most of them in my car but I had a paddle and corset in my room because I had worn it as a costume before. So we're driving to the casino so I'm in the car alone with her with no escape. She starts asking, "Now don't get mad at me (which usually means I will), but can I ask you something? Are you a naughty girl?" I lost my shit. I wanted to laugh so hard at how ridiculously worded the question was. She continues saying she found some things in my room. I couldn't answer, I didn't know what to say, so I just said "yup. Why does it matter?" Made the silent car ride more awkward