You look around at the other patients. There is what looks like a mother and a daughter waiting, as well as another man who looks to be a few years ol...der than you.After a few minutes, the door to the back rooms open."John?" You drop the magazine, stand up and follow a pretty young female assistant into an examination room."How are you feeling, today, John?" she says as she leafs through your chart."OK, Doc. Just here for a routine physical." You reply as you hop up onto the examination bench.. I still get royalty checks from it.” Mom said. “They come in those large manila envelopes once a year. Those are statement reports about sales and views.”“Maybe we should get back in touch with this producer.” I suggested.Mom laughed at this. “And do what? A mother son? Another brother sister?” Mom laughed.“Maybe!” I said. “I’ll keep it in mind.” Mom said. “But don’t go getting your hopes up. I don’t know if I’m ready to do more porn.”My cock throbbed at the thought of fucking my own mother on. ” I know; I sounded pathetic.“Oh, come on, Brad, it won’t be so bad. I’m sure he will still be happy to jerk you off.”All of a sudden, I needed to laugh. And that’s what I did. “I’m sorry, Mrs. Cane, but it’s so funny to hear you say that after all this time. Carl told me you knew, but it never really sunk in till now. I bet you think we are weird?”“No, I don’t think that. I had a girlfriend that I had sex with until I was eighteen. She was my best friend. We dated boys but only felt safe. He was a great help at our parties, serving drinks and cleaning up afterward. I thought that Rog might be gay but he had never given any indication to me, or if Walt knew he never said anything. Rog had never made a direct pass at me but there were the compliments and subtle remarks. I took this as complimentary and got a small thrill from them. One Saturday night after a day on the water with the boat and a party for a few friends, my husband Walt, loaded the music with many of the slow dance.