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Mom Love--A story of incest by Roderigo LaBloke

Disclaimer: This story is for adults only. Anyone under 18 has no business
reading or downloading it. Those who are morally opposed to stories of
unorthodox sexual activities should go elsewhere. On the other hand, you
don't have to approve of actual incidents of this nature to enjoy a
fictional description. This is a fantasy, and it is no crime to enjoy
fantasies. This story is not true. The characters may be real (note: MAY
be), but they did not indulge in the actions described herein. Enjoy!

MOM  LOVE
An Incest Story in 2 parts
By Roderigo La Bloke

PART 1 

 The late spring and summer of my 19th year was by far the happiest and
most exciting time in my life. For it was then that my wonderful mother
and I first became lovers. Well, we actually always loved each other, but
in that tremendously joyous season our love ripened into ecstatic sex. In
other words, I became the most fulfilled of men--a motherfucker.

 I arrived home after my freshman year in college on the very day that my
sister, just a year younger than I, graduated from high school. The
ceremony was in the early evening, and we had a party for Sis and three of
her girlfriends at our house afterward. 
Dad wasn't there, which was a source of great anger on the part of my
mother. He had taken a new position at his company, which meant quite a
bit of extra money, but it also made it necessary for him to travel very
frequently, almost every week, sometimes for several days at a time. My
sister told me that Mom had been very upset when Dad accepted this
promotion. She felt that they didn't need any extra money, and she didn't
like having Dad away so much. Sis said that they argued or were very cold
toward each other now when he was home. Sis said that she had an idea that
Mom suspected Dad of playing around while he was out of town and that she
didn't particularly want to take a chance on getting a disease passed on
from one of Dad's illicit partners.

 You would never know that Mom was unhappy at the party, however. She was
especially cheerful and charming, more outgoing than usual--and she looked
great. Mom was 23 when I was born, so now she was 42, but she could easily
have passed for 30. She had dark brown curly hair, a sort of round,
dimpled face, a cute upturned nose, full lips on a generously large mouth,
large very dark brown eyes, and classic black eyebrows which gave her a
very fine appearance. She was about 5 feet 4 and weighed maybe 130. Her
body was very shapely, just a little large in the hips and thighs maybe,
but that's the way I like women; it makes them really look like women. (I
hate those little-boy asses on models.) Her breasts weren't huge, but they
were big enough and stood out firmly. Her legs were perfectly formed, with
trim ankles, beautifully shaped calves, and pleasingly full thighs. To me
she was the very picture of feminine beauty, prejudiced though I may be. 

 There were about 2 dozen people at the party, relatives of the girls and
a few neighbors. Everybody seemed to have a good time, and Mom was
everywhere, seeing that people had all they wanted to eat and drink. I
pitched in and helped her all I could, and she really appreciated it. I
had never seen Mom so radiant, and I told her so, which seemed to please
her immensely. I think that maybe she was putting all her energy into this
party to help make up for Dad's absence on such an important occasion.
Anyway the party was a huge success--a very good time was had by all, as
they say.

 Finally things started to wind down, and some of the people left. Then
the 4 graduates came up with the idea of having an old-fashioned pajama
party and spending the night at the home of one of the other girls. They
quickly got the parents' permission, kissed everybody goodnight, and then
they were off. Soon the last of the neighbors left, and Mom and I were
alone.

 I looked around at all the glasses and bottles and various other relics
of the party, and I started to gather up some things to take to the
kitchen. Mom, however, said not to bother; she couldn't even think of
cleaning all this up tonight. She just wanted to have another drink and
unwind. She already had had a few (unusual for her), but I fixed her a
drink and helped myself to the last beer in the house. I was feeling very
good and especially liked being alone with Mom after being away from her
for so long at college.
We were both pleased at how the party had gone, and Mom thanked me very
warmly for my help. "It helped a lot to make up for the absence of a
certain other person," she said sarcastically. But then she shrugged and
wrinkled her pretty nose as she said, "But I'm going to forget about that,
now that my favorite young man is back home." She hugged me and gave me a
quick kiss on the cheek. I held onto her a little longer as I told her
again how great I thought she looked. Again she seemed to be extremely
gratified by my sincere compliment. I guess she felt like a neglected
woman and really appreciated being reminded that she was very attractive.

 We stood there in the family room talking about good times in the past. I
had always had a very good relationship with Mom. We talked about all
kinds of things and were really very good friends. Our ideas on most
things were very similar. Gradually the conversation became more personal.
Mom hugged me again and told me how proud she was about my good grades in
college. "You've always been such a good son," she said warmly. "I
couldn't be more pleased with the way you've turned out--and so handsome
too."

 I told her how much I appreciated her as a mother. "I can't imagine any
mother being half as easy to get along with as you--and so gorgeous too."
We both laughed and hugged again. We were both a bit tipsy and a bit more
open to fun and laughter than usual. Of course, like most boys, I had had
many sexual ideas about Mom in the past. Many a gallon of cum had been
spilled during masturbatory fantasies starring my beautiful mother. But I
had never really thought much about kissing her on the lips. But now I
found myself doing it--and damn! I liked it! I liked it so much that I did
it again.

 Finally I said in wonder, "Dad's really out of it for being away from
you. What an idiot! If I had a wife like you, I'd want to be with her as
much as possible."

 "Why, thank you, sir," said Mom, blushing, and she kissed me again on the
mouth.

 "And when I was with you, do you know what I'd spend a lot of time
doing?"

 "What's that?" asked Mom, looking rather dubious.

 "This," I answered, hugging her very tightly and planting a long, rather
sloppy kiss on her soft lips. Mom responded with as much enthusiasm as I
could have hoped.

 She sighed and said softly, "Well, as my beloved son, you are welcome to
do that whenever you like."

 "You don't know what you're letting yourself in for, Mom. I'd like to do
it all the time."
Another kiss followed; then Mom pushed me back, fighting to catch her
breath. She sort of giggled in a way very unlike her, blushing prettily.

 Mom was wearing a full dark-green skirt in a sort of silky fabric and a
sleeveless jungle-print blouse with dark-green high-heeled shoes. The
blouse stood out provocatively in front, revealing the shape of her perky
full breasts. The skirt showed to advantage the swell of her hips and ass.
Her bare arms were smooth and shapely, showing no signs of aging at all.
She had on a bright shade of lipstick, and a touch of rouge highlighted
her cheekbones. God, she was lovely!

 "Of course, if you were my wife, that isn't all I would do with you as
often as possible," I said seductively, still holding her in my arms.

 "Oh? And what else might you be referring to?" Mom said playfully.

 I paused for a while before I replied tactfully, "I decline to answer
that question on the grounds that you might slap my face."

 Mom laughed loudly at this, blushing and hiding her face against my
chest. "Oh, you naughty boy!" she said, and laughed some more. Then she
said softly, and it seemed wistfully, "As often as possible, huh?"

 "Even oftener," I replied. We stood there kissing for some time. Then I
suggested that we sit down on the sofa, and Mom complied. We embraced
again and continued to kiss. This continued for some time, and I was
feeling hornier than ever before in my life. My cock was stiff as an iron
rod. 

 Then Mom pulled back her head and looked at me. "We--uh--shouldn't be
doing this," she said huskily, but she stayed in my arms.

 "Mom, you're just so beautiful--and so desirable. I've
had--many--many--thoughts about you in the past. For years, in fact."

 "Have you, honey?" said Mom in wonder, looking surprised but pleased.
Then she put her arms around my neck again and her open lips on mine. The
kisses now deepened, and our tongues got into the action. Her breath
smelled so good; in fact, everything about her smelled good. I had never
necked with a girl the way I was now with Mom. Her breathing was becoming
heavier. I could tell that she was coming more and more under the spell of
her emotions. My own Mom was becoming horny--for me!

 I thought that now was the time to make a definite move. I placed a hand
on her blouse, cupping one of her tits. She sort of jerked, and there was
a sharp intake of breath as she felt my hand on her breast, but she didn't
stop me. I began to gently squeeze and knead her soft tit. Our kissing
actually picked up in intensity. Then Mom pulled back her head again and
said, "Honey, we really shouldn't be doing this." But again she didn't try
to escape my embrace.

 "Oh, Mom," I breathed fervently, "I can't help it. You just look so good
and smell so good and feel so good. And I love you, Mom. You're the most
precious thing in the world to me." 

 I guess I said the right thing, because Mom just said, "Oh, honey!" and
melted into my arms. I somehow knew absolutely, as she just sort of let go
and surrendered herself to me, that she had decided to just let things
happen as they would. I KNEW at that moment that Mom was going to let me
fuck her! 

 I unbuttoned the top 2 buttons on Mom's blouse and slipped my hand inside
her bra to grasp a big handful of tit. God, what a thrill! I had had my
hands on the tits of a few girls, but this was the first real woman I had
felt. Her breast was so soft and yet firm, incredibly smooth. Nothing else
feels quite so good as a warm, firm tit. Her nipple was already hard, but
got bigger and harder as I played with it. Mom started saying, "Umm" in a
soft murmur, almost like a cat's purr when it is petted. I was delighted
to be the Tom for this cat!

 I knew that now was the time to go for the ultimate prize. I dropped my
hand to Mom's thigh. Her skirt had ridden up during our necking session
and was already high on her thighs. Mom didn't have any stockings on; she
had taken them off after we came back from the graduation ceremony, since
the weather was quite warm. I stroked the firm, smooth flesh of her
thighs, working gradually higher until I was at the edge of her panties.
Mom seemed to have one last doubt, because she closed her legs as I
approached her crotch. I just kept gently probing at the vee, until she
slowly relaxed her thighs and finally opened them, leaving me free to
explore her genital area.

 I cupped her mound and pressed on it, then began gently rubbing up and
down the slit. The crotch of her panties was damp and warm. I worked my
fingers under the leg band and began stroking her cunt hair. Then I began
playing with her labia, which were swollen and wet. I got a finger inside
her pussy and worked it back and forth, probing deeper inside. Mom
responded by wiggling her hips and increasing the volume of her "Ummm"s,
muffled because our mouths were still together in one marathon kiss or
series of kisses.

 Then I figured that the time had come for the real thing. I managed to
get to the waistband of her panties and began to tug them down. Mom heaved
her hips up and used one hand to help me pull her panties off. Soon they
were lying on the floor, and I got up to pull my pants off.

 Then I stopped to realize that the lights were still on and the door was
unlocked. What if Sis came back for something? I thought of suggesting
that we go to bed, but I was afraid that if the spell of the moment was
broken, I might never get it back. I looked down at Mom, lying there on
the sofa with her skirt up to her hips, her beautiful naked thighs wide
open, her pussy, covered with a triangle of crispy curly dark brown hair,
waiting for me to penetrate. There was no way I was going to delay now.

 I lowered myself between Mom's widespread legs and pressed my cock
against her mound. Mom took hold of my rod with one hand, opened her cunt
lips with the other and guided me into her. God! What a feeling to push
your throbbing cock into the well-lubricated cunt of your own mother!
Nothing on earth can equal it. Mom wasn't as tight as the few girls that I
had fucked, but she wasn't sloppy big either. In fact, it was a great fit.
With a few thrusts, my dick was into her vagina all the way to the balls.
She felt very hot inside, and my cock felt warmly welcomed and lovingly
hugged.

 I lowered my mouth to Mom's and we continued to kiss lovingly as we began
to fuck. The feeling was such a tremendous combination of warm mother-son
love and hot sexual lust. Again, there is no better combination in human
relations.  I played with her breasts with one hand and grasped a big
handful of firm ass with the other. Mom responded eagerly to my thrusts by
moving her hips with me. We were immediately in a steady rhythm as my cock
slowly sank into her and pulled out. I was trying to hold out against the
overwhelming sensation, trying not to cum too soon. Before long, however,
Mom began to have other ideas and tried to speed things up. I knew that if
that happened, I would shoot my load too quickly, and I definitely wanted
this first fuck to be good for her.

 I pulled completely out of her and moved down. Mom was at first sort of
surprised by this and dismayed. I began to kiss her belly and her thighs,
gradually working toward her pussy. I nuzzled into the crispy hair and
kissed her wet pussy lips. Then I opened them up and began to lick inside,
first just the lips, then thrusting my tongue into her vagina, then
flicking at her clit. Mom began to move her hips more rapidly. She put her
hands on my head, pulling me tighter into her fragrant crotch. I had eaten
out a couple of girls, but Mom's pussy smelled and tasted much better and
was juicier by far. I began to lap at her with enthusiasm, and Mom began
to buck her hips wildly. I had to hold on to her ass cheeks to keep with
her. Then she was panting and moaning in a high-pitched whine, and her
cunt was jerking and spasming.

 As her throes subsided somewhat, I moved back up on her and inserted my
cock into her very wet cunt again. "Did you cum, Mom?" I asked.

 "Oh God, yes!" she said in a strange, thick voice. "Did I ever cum!" We
began to kiss again, putting some of Mom's pussy fluids back into her own
mouth. I began to fuck her again, gradually thrusting harder and deeper. I
hooked an arm under one of her legs and pulled her hips hard against me as
I plowed into her love passage. She began humping again eagerly, matching
the strength of my thrusts. Before long I was really pounding it to her,
slamming her ass down into the sofa with great force. She kept bouncing
right back for more.

 I felt my balls begin to boil over, and I told Mom, "It feels so damned
good I'm going to cum! Do you want me to pull out?"

 "No! No!" Mom exclaimed, pulling on my ass to hold me in. "I want you to
shoot your juice into me! Please, honey! Pour it all into your Mommy's
pussy!" I didn't need another invitation, and I sort of roared as I began
to spout my cum deep inside my mother's belly. What a fantastic sensation
it was to have my red-hot cock jerking and spurting in my own Mom's
cunt--and to feel her pussy muscles begin to grasp and churn around my
shooting rod in return! It was by far the most ecstatic cum I had ever
had, and the way Mom was acting, panting and whining and bucking, it must
have been just as pleasure filled for her.

 We sort of collapsed and lay there silently for several minutes, my cock
slowly shrinking inside Mom's overflowing cunt. Finally I managed to snag
a few napkins off the coffee table, and we were able to wipe ourselves and
the sofa off a bit. I told Mom that I would turn off the lights and lock
the doors, and she went on upstairs. I heard water running in her
bathroom. By the time I finally got there, after a stop in the downstairs
bathroom, Mom was already in her nightie and in bed. I entered her room,
removing my clothes, and asked her if it was all right. She knew that I
meant to sleep in her bed and she said yes. We were so exhausted by all
the events of the day and the powerful physical and emotional exertions of
our first fuck that we just cuddled and kissed for a few minutes and then
fell asleep.

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Subject: MOM LOVE, 2/2: mF, inc, cons, roman.
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Mom Love--A story of incest by Roderigo LaBloke

Disclaimer: This story is for adults only. Anyone under 18 has no business
reading or downloading it. Those who are morally opposed to stories of
unorthodox sexual activities should go elsewhere. On the other hand, you
don't have to approve of actual incidents of this nature to enjoy a
fictional description. This is a fantasy, and it is no crime to enjoy
fantasies. This story is not true. The characters may be real (note: MAY
be), but they did not indulge in the actions described herein. Enjoy!

MOM  LOVE
An Incest Story in 2 parts
By Roderigo La Bloke

PART 2 

 I slept very soundly for some time, but when I woke up, it was still very
early, with the first dawn light coming in the windows. I looked over at
Mom where she lay on her back, her dark brown hair spread out on her
pillow. I could see most of her breasts above the deep-cut nightie. She
looked beautiful. I carefully peeled back the sheet so that I could see
the rest of her body. Her dark pubic hair showed clearly through the sheer
fabric of the nightie, which was up close to her hips, showing the smooth
flesh of her lovely thighs. Cautiously I pulled the nightie skirt up above
her pussy and stared at that inviting mound covered with its triangle of
curly dark brown hair, through which the cunt lips peeped shyly.

 Mom opened her eyes, taking a moment to focus on things and to catch on
to the reality of the situation. I waited tensely to see what her reaction
would be in the clear light of morning. She smiled warmly at me and said,
"Hi, honey. I see it wasn't just a delightful dream after all."

 I grinned happily. "No, ma'am! No dream could be that good!" I apologized
for waking her up so early, but she said that was all right. She made no
effort to pull her nightie down to cover her pussy. I was extremely
pleased that she was being so free and open with me. I had a king-sized
piss hard on that I wanted to get into that sweet cunt again. I was
tempted to lick her again, but this cock couldn't wait. I sort of laid it
on Mom's thigh close to her mound.

 She looked at my cock and said, "Gee, honey, you've gotten so big. Your
dick is much bigger than your father's...and you're a much better lover
too." She took hold of my prick and rubbed it gently.

 That was all the invitation I needed. In a few moments I had old Peter
Dick in Mom again and was fucking away like crazy. I managed to bring her
off again before I shot my hot load into her belly. In a way this was
better than the first fuck, because I could just relax and enjoy it more
freely. Damn! What a wonderful way to start out the day--fucking dear
sweet Mom!

 Later we sat at the breakfast table. Mom had on her robe, and I was just
wearing a pair of shorts. We started to talk about what had happened
between us. Mom said she could hardly believe what she had done. Never in
her wildest dreams had she ever thought that she would be fucking her own
son. I told her that it had happened a lot in my wildest dreams, but I was
just as surprised that it had become reality. I asked her if she had ever
stepped out on Dad, and she said no, definitely not. She had been a virgin
when she married him at age 21, and she had never been to bed with any
other man. She had suspicions that he had not been so faithful, however.

 We cleaned up the remains of the party, and then Mom said that she had to
go get some groceries. She went to shower and change clothes. When she
came back, she looked so good that I took her in my arms and kissed her
several times. Just then the phone rang.

 You know how sometimes you just hit a streak of luck and everything seems
to go your way. The call was from my sister. She was having a great time
at her friend's house, and now they were going to go on a picnic, so she
wouldn't be home for several more hours.

 Well, with an opportunity like that, what could I do? I grabbed Mom's
hand and dragged her to the stairs. She pretended to be reluctant, but she
was laughing and joking. I took her to her room and took off every stitch
of her clothes. I laid her on the bed and told her that I was going to
kiss every square inch of her body. "No, you'd better make that every
round inch," I said. "Nothing is square about your body."

 Mom just lay there and let me do my thing, although she responded in
various ways with a shiver or a giggle or a wiggle at times. Also she
caressed my body when she could get her hands on me. I started with her
feet, sucking on her toes over her protests, kissing up her ankles and
calves and knees. I would lick and nibble at times.
When I got halfway up her thighs, I switched to the upper part of her
body, kissing all over her face and neck, nibbling on her ears as she
giggled. I sucked all her fingers, kissed her hands back and front, worked
my way up her arms, nuzzling in her armpits as she laughed and shivered. I
turned her over and kissed and licked all over her back. 

 I kissed and bit at her ass cheeks, nosed into her crack, and rubbed my
face all over her ass. I turned her back over and went to work on her
tits, suckling her nipples vigorously and nibbling gently at them. I
buried my face in her cleavage until I almost suffocated. Then I worked my
way down her body, sticking my tongue into her belly button. I worked my
kissing, licking, nibbling way all around her hips and upper thighs,
drawing out the time until she was about ready to grab my head and pull it
into her crotch. Finally I got there, spreading open her labia so that I
could have free access to the bright pink interior. I licked and flicked
as before until Mom was in a frenzy. She again grabbed my head and pulled
me in, as I grabbed hold of her ass and held on for dear life as she
humped and bucked us all over the bed. Finally she came with a screaming,
moaning big orgasm that made her body shake all over.

 I lay beside her, holding her as she came back down to earth. "Does Dad
lick your pussy, Mom?" I asked.

 "No. Never. You're the only one who has ever done that to me, honey.
I...I really like the way you do it....I love it. Thank you, honey." 

 "You like to fuck me too, don't you, Mom?"

 "Yes, honey. I've never felt so...so damned good in my life. Yes, honey,
you are really a wonderful fucker...a great motherfucker."

 "That's because I've got such a great mother to fuck. And speaking of
fucking, I've got a very hungry prick here that needs a little attention
from Mommy's delicious pussy."

 "Mommy's pussy accepts the invitation with great pleasure," said Mom,
laughing. She lay back and spread her legs, but I pulled her over on top
of me. She willingly straddled me and took hold of my cock, staring at it
for a moment with wide eyes and playfully saying "Ooohhh!" before she
directed it into her gaping cunt. She eased herself down onto it, again
moaning and saying "Oooohhhh!" as my rod was forced all the way inside.
She lay forward on me with a beautiful big smile. "Oh God, that feels good
in me, honey!" she said and put her mouth on mine.

 I played with her tits and ass as she slowly began to rise and fall on
top of me, lifting her gorgeous ass way up and then sliding back down my
big cock. We kissed lovingly as we fucked slowly. It was so sensual and
yet so loving--Mom and son lovers and fuck partners. I just can't
overemphasize what a great combination that is. You absolutely cannot
match the unselfish love of a mother for her son and vice-versa, and when
you add the thrills of the giving and receiving of each other's bodies in
a passionate sexual union--ah, nothing, absolutely nothing, can be better!

 After a while Mom broke off the kiss to look down to where our bodies
were so delightfully joined together. I watched too as she raised her ass
and lowered it. It was thrilling to see the pussy lips pull out as she
slid up my pole and how they were pushed back in as she came down. My big
prick was glowing red and was coated with thick juice from her cunt. She
looked deep into my eyes with her big beautiful brown eyes, shining with
love. "Isn't it beautiful, honey? Oh, I love it so much! I've always loved
my darling boy more than anyone else in the world, but now it's even
better. Oh God! I love you, love you, LOVE you, honey!" 

 "And I love you more than all the rest of the world combined, Mom. You're
the greatest Mom there could possibly be, and you've given me the best
thing any mother could give her son. I love you,  love you, LOVE you,
Mom!"

 With another beautiful smile, Mom put her open mouth on mine and began to
ride me much faster and harder. Her ass was jumping fiercely and she was
slamming hard into me on the downstroke. The bed was bouncing up and down
with our exertions. I held her ass cheeks with both hands and pulled her
in hard each time she came down. God! It felt so good! And seeing Mom
having such a great time made it even better. Up and down, in and out, up
and down, in and out--bounce, bounce, bounce! What a ride Mom was giving
me! Then she began that high-pitched moaning whine again, and I knew that
Mom was going to cum again.

 Her ass and pussy went completely wild now, moving with incredible speed.
If we hadn't been so well lubricated, the friction would have worn us raw
in seconds. I let myself go, and my cum began boiling out of me, spurting
up into my Mom's orgasming cunt. Again there was that overwhelming
sensation caused by the pure physical aspects of sex, but even more by the
tremendous realization that this is Mom's pussy that is fucking me--that
wonderful, wonderful woman who means the world to me, more now than ever
before.

 We lay lazily in a warm embrace afterward. "Mom, let's do this a lot this
summer. OK?"

 "Oh, honey, I really want to, but we must be very careful. It would be
disastrous to get caught."

 "We'll be careful, Mom. We won't get caught. I want to do everything I
can to make my lovely mother happy."

 "I think you also want to make your lovely dick happy," Mom laughed, "and
so do I."

 Well, we did do it a lot that summer, and we didn't get caught. But
surprisingly I was the one who had to make us be more careful. Mom had got
such a desire for my cock that she did some pretty daring things to get
it. She would even reach under the dinner table and play with me while Dad
and Sis were right there. She sneaked into my room at night whether Dad
was home or out of town. We fucked all over the place. When we couldn't be
alone at home, we would go "shopping," find a deserted place and fuck in
the car. We fucked in the bathroom, with me sitting on the can and Mom
sitting straddling me.

 Eventually I got Mom to suck my cock. I didn't force her to do it, but
was very gentle with her. She began by just kissing it on the side, then
on the tip. Finally one glorious day she went all the way and sucked me
off completely. Before the summer was over, she was really enjoying it and
had become a really expert cocksucker.

 Before long Mom and I came to the conclusion that we couldn't bear to be
apart when I went back to college, so I managed to transfer to a local
college so that I could live at home. What made it even better was that my
sister went away to a distant college. That meant that with Dad out of
town so much and Sis gone, we could fuck freely just about any time we
wanted to, and we could sleep together most nights. Now you might think
that this would be bad for my grades, but it was just the opposite. My
sexual needs were so easily taken care of, since I didn't have to go on
dates and waste my time trying to get a young gal to put out. So I had
time to study and still fuck and suck with Mom all I wanted to. I got
straight A's, both in the college and from Mom.

 Mom and Dad's relationship continued to deteriorate, so they finally
split up. The divorce settlement left Mom comfortably taken care of. Since
then I have graduated from college with honors, got a good job with a
local firm and am still living with Mom. My sister is now married and
living in another state. So you see, it is now just Mom and me. Everyone
thinks I am the perfect son, so good to his mother, perhaps a bit of a
"mama's boy." Which I am, of course, a very devoted mama's boy. Our love
life is as strong as it ever was, and we've got a long time yet to enjoy
each other.

THE END