Bramblethorn
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That, right there, is enough to get the rejection - plus you have a thirteen year old girl, which is an immediate red flag for the site editor. An immediate flag.
You need to forget about the "reality" in your writing, and either lose the child or get her so far away from the action... no, I'd write her out completely, because in Literotica world, sixteen year olds might just exist with a one-liner, tops, but a thirteen year old, never. Not with sex in the house.
You can argue till the cows come home, but it is all irrelevant - Laurel's site, her rules. We have all learned this, and it's not hard - NO sexual activity even remotely involving minors. Not by proximity, not by suggestion, not by logic, not by veracity, not by law, just NOT.
I think you're overstating this a bit.
There are plenty of stories on this site which mention minors. I have one that starts in a classroom full of seven-year-olds, another that mentions a fourteen-year-old who's just come out to her mum as lesbian, and later in the same story I mention that one of the characters got pregnant at fifteen - which certainly suggests sexual activity involving a minor. None of those encountered any difficulty with moderation, although I tried to pre-empt that with an author's note to the effect of "this story has kids in it but they're not involved in the sex".
A new author mentioning a teenager without that kind of note is likely to get bounced, because Laurel skims and errs on the side of caution. But we've seen cases before where people resubmitted without changing the story, just adding a note to clarify the nature of the content, and then got waved through.
Here's a story from another author that made it through moderation, with a child showing up immediately after his mother has had sex with Hoary the Horny Snowman:
Slowly the boy climbed the stairs, his heart in his throat. When he reached the top he noticed light coming around the edges of the closed door to his mother's room. He again heard her giggle followed by a sound he couldn't identify.
"Mom! Is that you?" he called out.
"Tommy! What the hell...just wait there a minute young man."
He heard the sounds of movement for a time and then the door opened a crack. Jill stood in her robe with her long, dark hair hanging down and disheveled and she looked sweaty in spite of the cold temperature in the house.
...
"Why yes Tommy and thank you for asking. You're a good friend. The truth is I've never felt better and I owe it all to your mother. She's quite a talented lady."
Tommy missed the meaningful glances they exchanged and Jill's face reddened further but he did notice something strange.
"Hoary, what is that big lump under the covers?" he asked while pointing his finger in the direction of a sizable bulge located a little below the quilt centered between Hoary's legs.
"Okay Tommy, you can talk to Hoary later," Jill said interjecting herself before things got out of hand. "First things first. Since you feel free to travel between here and Mrs. Quimby's on your own I want you to go back there and get your stuff together. I'll call her and let her know I'm home. Later after dinner we can talk about Hoary. Now give me a kiss goodbye."
When she bent to kiss the boy he couldn't help but noticing there was something on the skin of her chest between the edges of her robe.
"Mom, did you spill something on yourself?" he asked.
Jill laughed nervously before replying.
If anything, that seems considerably more risque than the scene Rosie described. (I don't recall how old Tommy is, but I'm pretty sure he's well under thirteen.)