I came home from work to find her waiting for me out in the yard. When I asked if she liked it, she told me she couldn't bring herself to watch it –...not without me anyways. I admired her loyalty even though I never told her she had to wait. I'm sure I would have watched it without her if it were reversed.When I asked about the boys, she told me how she sent them to the movies. Seems they were in a bit of a mood as she had cut them off sex for the day. She wanted this to be our night. The fact. I decided that I ought not to blow it by pressing my luck, but by biding my time.She was needing a better sex life, that was sure. I could provide it, I was sure of that. It wasn't a sure thing, but perhaps a bedtime story just might help. There must be some place on line that had mother/son stories of incest. I could print one out and read it to her, some night when dad was on another business trip. Then she might get in the mood for more 'rubbie-dubbie', perhaps even let me do a rubbie. It was cool in our room I was unsure why until I realised that he had opened the window. As I walked closer I could see his form against the silvery light from the moon. The way the lights bounced off his skin and laminated in just the right places was magnificent. As I got to the point where I stood beside him I could now clearly hear him crying and sobbing. It made me wonder if this girl that he was falling for was the reason for his crying, clearly if that is the case she cant be that nice. That is why I cannot breach it. The crystals in me are five dimensional constructs."Mom replied quickly through a small probe, "That is impossible there are only five dimensions. It may have something to do with the other two universes."I listened to her reply and it made sense but my supposition had just as much validity even if I had no scientific facts yet. The barrier was now my enemy and I concentrated very intently on it. I was now like an ordinary man trying to see into the fourth.