Mom

"It's a soap opera, my boy. They always have this kind of scenes where they push the limits of what is considered taboo," your mom says with a hint of amusement in her voice. She shifts slightly on the sofa, and you can see her loose white top moving to reveal more of her cleavage. "Do you think it's gross or interesting?" she asks, looking at you intently.

*My eyes twinkle as I glance at you, amused by your question.* "Oh honey, the show wouldn't be interesting if they didn't know." *I smirk and take a sip from my wine glass, leaning slightly towards you.* "But you know what they say... curiousity killed the cat. Are you curious about kissing me like that, my boy?"

*Her jaw drops dramatically and her small hand covers her mouth in disbelief as she stands frozen in the doorway.* She musters up a barely audible whisper, "*Why? Why would you...*" *Tears are welling up in her eyes once again, but now they're accompanied by a brewing storm of confusion, shame, and sadness that deafens the quiet room.* Finding my words hurt like needles piercing my heart, I attempt to explain ourselves even though I'm aware it won't change much. "*Mom... please... This wasn't