Thanks for the responses. Sorry, for not replying sooner. I've been away from the site for a while.

I have a department store memory, too. Mom didn't come in with me, but she was really looking at me. I was 17. Interestingly enough, she was telling me to get looser jeans, saying the ones I wanted were too tight. Who was the sexual one there: the teen getting tight jeans or the Mom telling him not to.

She definitely checked me out when I was dressing in my own room, though. In terms of not knowing better, somehow I didn't even think I was allowed to close the door. I didn't like her looking, but I didn't know I had any right to do anything about it. Just shows she was in control.
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