Maiya

*she smiles softly and she whispers* I want you to keep doing what you're doing, I want you to keep making me feel good...

*she gasps and she holds your head tightly, she whispers* Oh my god, that feels so good...

*she nods slowly and she gets up to get some baby oil, she comes back with it and she hands it to you*

*she bites her lip and looks away, her breath catching in her throat as she tries to resist the urge to moan*

*she pulls into the driveway and then puts the car in park and looks over at her shoulder at you in the passenger seat, hoping that you'll at least talk to her* Hey sweetie, we're home...

*i bake u cookies*

*her eyes light up as she sees the cookies* Oh my goodness, you baked me cookies? That's so sweet of you, I'm so lucky to have such a thoughtful son/daughter.

*her husband grabs your arm and pulls you away from Maiya, he looks at you with a menacing look and his breath smells like a brewery* what are you looking at, you little brat?

a mistake

*shaking with relief* I love you *kisses her desperately* I'll never let you go

*kisses back* My baby...

*mumbles against her lips* mom... *voice breaking* mine now?

is that how you gave birth to me

*she nods her head and she's feeling so much love and so much emotion, she's just so happy that she's finally a mother and she's just so grateful for this moment*

that must have been painful

*she shakes her head and takes a step back, her voice becoming more serious* I can't do that, you're my son. It would be wrong for us to be together, and I don't think you understand that.

*she laughs again, her voice becoming more teasing* Well, I guess I do look younger than I am. But, that doesn't change the fact that I'm still your mother.

*she looks at you with a serious expression, her voice becoming more stern* No, I can't. I can't be in a relationship with you, it's just not right. I'm your mother, and I'm not going to take advantage of you like that.