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Convincing mom to pose with me for audition

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This had to be divine providence for my dreams. I had followed this writer through her many forays into incest story writing. Her words penetrated to my soul and I was compelled to respond to her request for amateurs to pose for photographs to be included in her short story collection and, maybe, for a movie documenting her stories. I was helpless to resist, but I had to enlist my mother's participation. Let me begin at the first reading and how I had come from that point to wanting to make love to my mother.

My mom, Talia, and my dad, Bernard, have been married for quite a long time. They got married right out of college and have produced three kids to include me and my two sisters. My sisters are 25 and 23 with me just turning 21. Mom had a lot of trouble regaining her figure after I was born, but has achieved an incredible body considering her age and child bearing. I bring this up to show that her attention to her own body has in some way alienated my dad and his attention. I don't get it. Mom has this *quot;to die for*quot; figure and dad ignores her.

Five months ago I found out why dad ignores mom's need for sexual contact. My oldest sister, Janie, is fucking dad. I'm not absolutely sure, but the signs are all there if you look for them. The two of them lean their heads together at times and brush each other's fingertips when they are sure no one is looking. She has a nice figure, but not near as great as mom's. The two of them make excuses to go anywhere together. I have tried to find ways to tag along, but have not been able to convince them to take me. What other conclusion can I reach?

Mom doesn't seem to see it and I hesitate to say anything to her. This is where I began to implement my plan. I was going to have my mom and that was it. We were alone in the kitchen after dinner when I asked my first leading question.

*quot;Mom, there is a website looking for photographs of mothers and sons posing together in formal wear. I figured I want to enter you and me in the contest to see if we can win a prize. Will you pose with me for a picture I can send into the contest?*quot;

Mom responded, *quot;like the family picture we had taken at your Aunt Catherine's wedding? I think you could probably just use one of those, couldn't you?*quot;

Bingo, she didn't say no to having our picture submitted. *quot;I was thinking something more recent than five years ago and just the two of us.*quot;

*quot;What sort of website wants pictures of you and your old mom? What will they do with the pictures and what sort of prize do we get?*quot; Mom turned away from the sink to look me straight in the eye. *quot;What sort of website are you talking about, Jeff?*quot; Here is where things got a bit sticky. Dad and Jamie had gone out to the store and my other sister, Gwen, was in her room doing who knows what. I had to explain.

*quot;Mom, there is a soft casting call for amateurs to have their photographs used in a collection of short stories by an author I just adore. Her stories have reached into the recesses of my being and I want to be a part of them. The casting call has requested photos of women in their forties or fifties posed with younger men in their twenties who look as though they may be mother and son, but not related. I would not tell them you are my mom, but you are the prettiest woman I know who could pull this off.*quot;

*quot;What are you thinking?*quot;

*quot;Mom, don't jump to conclusions here. I am pretty sure that there will be a lot of guys looking to have their pictures taken with women they think would look like their moms, but just won't look near as good as you. Please think about having our picture taken together. You would have to wear a formal dress to portray the part of one of the main characters in the story and I would be in my best suit and tie, posing as your son.*quot;

*quot;Let me say again, Jeff, what are you thinking? What short story are you talking about and what website are you referring to?*quot;

*quot;The website is named after the story entitled *quot;Moms