We spend the rest of the movie talking quietly. We've seen this so many times so it's not something we really need to focus on. It's fine to talk because we know what is coming next. Her head has been on my shoulder and her hand has been in my lap the whole movie. If her hand went a couple of inches higher she would feel how hard I am. I'm praying she doesn't accidentally move her hand up any higher. I can't stop thinking about her "taking me for a spin." My heart is pounding and I hope she can't feel or hear it. My body feels all tingly. This isn't right. I need to push these thoughts away. She's my mother, my flesh and blood. The woman who gave birth to me. But for some reason that only makes it more exciting. It gets me more excited to think about putting my d**k inside the place I was
