Mikey," a voice whispered softly in his ear. Mike, still half asleep, felt himself smile absently and turn his head towards the sound. "Dirty ones...," he mumbled.
"Dirty what? Mikey, wake up sweetie." The same voice, more insistent now.
Mike opened his sleep-heavy eyelids and blinked a few times, his mom's pretty face only inches away from his. "Oh, hey Mom. Sorry, I dozed off."
"Had a good dream?"
"Hmm?" Mike looked at her quizzically until she nodded toward his crotch. "Oh shit." He felt his face flush as he looked back up at her, embarrassed. Just then a stewardess appeared and Elizabeth deftly grabbed her blanket and threw it across her sons lap to cover his hard-on.
"We'll be landing soon if you'd like to put your seatbelts on please."
"Thank you," Elizabeth nodded. "Oh look Mi
