I can only imagine what's going on in this picture:
You're at the store helping your mom with grocery shopping. You were looking down at your phone awkwardly waiting for your mom to stop reaching up for something on the top of the shelf next to you, when you hear her gasp.
"Oh my goodness!"
You look up at your mom, trying your hardest not to blush seeing her exquisitely thick hips and enormous tits to see her with her arms behind her head looking disgusted.
"I cannot believe that that employee behind you keeps looking over here at me and my body! How rude and perverted!"
Turning all the way around, you can immediately identify the guy sneaking peeks down the aisle towards the two of you. Well, at your mom in particular actually, as you're just a scrawny weakling. You begin to shiver violently.
But it's not because of the store's air conditioning, or that you're creeped out by the peeking employee, it's because you feel very hot breaths emanating from behind you.
"That's your job, sweetie.... Only you're allowed to do those things with your mom...."
You gulp and grimace awkwardly upon hearing that.