As your mom taught the lecture to the mostly uninterested students, a woman stopped by the door and made a signal to her to talk. Your mom signaled that she'd have to wait a few minutes, and the other woman motioned OK. You couldn't see any of this happening, but the woman was Denise, a fairly attractive African-American woman who worked in the school with your mom. They were good friends.

Today, though, Denise noticed something unusual. As your mom was teaching, a small thing was wriggling around in her pocket, something odd that interested Denise. When the lecture was done, she would ask what that thing was.

Soon the bell rang and all the students shuffled out and your mom met Denise in the hallway. You peeked out of the top of the pocket and saw Denise: dark mocha skin, with a fine figure and backside supported by black high-heeled boots. She spied you and asked a question:

"Excuse me, what's that there in your pocket?"

How does your mother respond?