In the first place, he was still married to Belinda, the woman who was still sitting back in their one bedroom apartment in the Heights, living off we...fare money, contributing nothing to the revolution, her ambition in life to pump out her one child so she could score the extra bedroom and the extra welfare allotments that came with it. Jeff had no problem with the thought of cheating on her, in fact he planned to never touch her again, to dissolve their blessed union as soon as the fighting. You cant do this with me. Leave now.”“No, mother I love you very much. Please let me love you more. I’m a grown man. I can give you pleasure which father cant. He is always out of house and you are a young women. You need love from a man. Please let me be that man mother.” I said “but this is extreme sin. Sex between mother and son is prohibited. If anyone knows we will be in great shame. If your father knows this he would be very hurt. Don’t do this son.” Yes I know these mother but how can. "Dear, dear my slut...such a strong man like you, the leader of the office place, my great provider crying like a little girl, what could possibly bring you to this?" she mocked as she made the hole in my second ear, "Oh, but wait perhaps you are just embracing your feminine side already, and we're a bit immature eh? I thought that might be how you reacted at first so that's why I brought the little girl's party dress to wear out today. And judging from your girlish tears perhaps you'd. She led me into this huge master bedroom with the attached bath. It was impressive with the huge bed with large carved wood bedposts and candles all around. She pointed at the sink and there was a very tiny trickle coming from the faucet and she said “See what you can do with this.” I said ‘Ok!” and walked in and looked at it and simply turned the handle tight and it stopped dripping and I walked back to the doorway and looked into the bedroom and as I froze. I could not believe what I.