Mother's Helping Hand/Virgin/Bunnykin/Mother/Savanah/Flirt/Arm/Back up/Condoms/Entertain/Talk/Ask/Maybe/Privacy/Spy/Next/Reject/After dinner/Listen
You are really shocked your mother would be telling her about this stuff but, well... she DOES seem like she knows about how to handle this bunnykin stuff a lot better than you do, and you HAVE already seen that this girl seems to want with every fiber of her being to have sex with you. In fact, her one and only hang-up is fear that you might decide you don't want to have sex with her. So, maybe your mother's right to tell her about this.
This thought races through your head in a mere second and you decide to just let your mother handle this. In fact, it's probably best to just chill out and listen to where this goes.
"Yes, this is the way good and caring human men treat their women." Your mother tells her. "He bought condoms for just in case the two of you wound up having sex so that there wouldn't be any consequences."
"What are condoms?" You hear little Emily asking.
"Umm..." Savanah hesitates.
"It's alright." Your mother says. "She's going to find out pretty soon if you're going to become Jack's mate, right? I know it's pretty normal for bunny-girl who aren't bonded to have any daughters, especially their youngest, bond to the same male they do. I'm certain she will experience it all when that happens."
"WHAT!?" Savanah nearly screeches. "BUT JACK HASN'T AGREED TO THAT YET!!!"
Uh-oh. Looks like your mother actually wound up stepping on a land-mine here. Maybe you shouldn't have left it to your mother after all. What's more, there's no way they could possibly think you didn't hear that.