It hadn’t sounded as though she meant the last five minutes, somehow.“I’ve had a crush on you for ages,” she pushed up a little so she could l...ook at me, checking my reaction. “Such a crush. Since I was, I don’t know ... well I don’t know, old enough to have a crush. That’s okay isn’t it?”She’d seen my surprise. What could I say? “Of course it’s okay,” I smiled into her reactive green eyes, “I love that.” Whew. I saw she was satisfied with my response.She sat up and began to fuck herself. I was touching you, Mom, just like I've always fantasized doing," he said in a soft voice, his eyes still devouring her curves under the silk nightgown."Just like you've always fantasized?! Josh, what are you talking about? I'm your mother for godsakes!" His admission completely baffled her. He couldn't be serious. He was probably just teasing her... right?"Mom, Julia, I love you, in every way. You're everything to me and I've been dying to make love to you for the longest time. You are the. It was supposed to end at dark, but we hit up a few bars and danced. I had never been in a gay bar before.I whispered in their ears asking for advice after 'Bubba' tried to pick me up. I think that's when they knew for certain that I wasn't gay or bi."What do I say to be polite, but that I definitely am not interested?"They both smirked and went into a whispered conference with each other. Then they said I should just say I was a lesbian. I thought about the irony of the situation. In a way it. Alone. At that moment, I simply wanted to get the hell out of there before things went from bad to worse. I almost made it, too, but in the split second between speaking and turning away, I saw my true meaning register in his eyes. Goodbye. They grew rounder as they instantly filled with tears, but he didn’t speak. There really wasn’t anything left to say. All my fears, my warnings, about the evening’s potential for disaster materialized as if foretold by a gypsy’s crystal ball. Part of me.