Jason walked home; his sneakers almost silent on the sidewalk as the few butterflies in his stomach did anxious flips. He didn't feel the normal Friday evening excitement for the coming weekend. He was too busy thinking about his mother, Deborah. Most boys didn't get anxious thinking about their mothers, and those who did usually did so for different reasons. Jason was nervous thinking about his mother because, well because he was really attracted to her. Not attracted to how good of a mother she was, which she assuredly was, but attracted to how unbelievably sexy he found her as a woman. He knew that it wasn't normal for a boy to be attracted to his mother, or at least, he thought he knew. He knew that taboo stuff was frowned upon, but then again, he also knew that... well, taboo stuff wa
