Peter's room was well furnished, he had a television set, a music home theatre and even a computer desktop, he also had an x-bowed 360 that his dad recently bought for him while returning from Europe.
Peter, Peter dear, Peter's mother called out again. As soon as Peter heard his mother calling for him, he quickly switched off his computer, he had ben watching an x-rated movie all afternoon on a prohibited website.
He quickly picked up his biology textbook that was being tucked under his head, he hurried and he opened it and he pretended to be in a deep study mood.
Mrs Ike gently pushed the door to his room and she saw Peter.
Peter dear, could you please come downstairs, there is a little situation that your father and I need your presence about.
