I didn’t want her to catch me. I had reached halfway when the owner of the shop Mr. Singh came out of his cabin. He was a friendly man and wasn’t ...sually there, as my mom looked after the store alone. He came out and stood behind my mom. She was writing something and he was standing behind her and saying something to her. I was still very relaxed till Mr. Singh put his hands on my mom’s shoulders. Now this was very odd. My mom was such a pious and innocent lady and she was being touched by her. It still seemed out of place for a woman with what he guessed was a normal, if a little on the tall side, female body.More of the insufferable bites came as she situated his legs on the bed, getting his naked body positioned to her liking. As she moved up his body he finally got a decent look at the gorgon. The snakes of her hair were the first to come into sight. Many of them weren’t active, hanging limply like gigantic, colorful strands of hair. Those that did move about had eyes that glowed. Taking his head in my hands, I guided his lips toward mine, kissing him sweetly, whimpering into his mouth. ‘I can still feed your stomach,’ my forbidden lover offered selflessly. ‘I want to. Please.’ Since we were young children, he had always been like that: always looking out for me, always putting me before himself, always trying to ensure that I was safe and happy. ‘What about you?’ He shook his head, even as he twitched again inside me. ‘A beautiful young woman like you shouldn’t have. "I'm your son."Meg. My lungs desperately draw in air and I go to grab the doorframe but feel my hand flail. Jason is the son I had at fifteen- I'm thirty-three now which would make him eighteen, though he looks as though he is in his mid twenties. He is six foot three at least, handsome with broad shoulders and an athletic frame. Desire lanced through me on opening the door but no shame followed, I never nursed him- he was stolen away before he was a month old... I wake with his arms around me.