“I know you want real reaction, but Brian was to out of sorts. I want to get him comfortable with me first."

"I guess, but how about an hour or so before the shoot? That way it's still an early impression of sorts on stage. He'll still be, damn this is Molly Minx."

“Fair enough." I agreed, “And Dan says he doesn't need his cut on these so..."

“Then you can have it. Next shoot pays you three grand." The smile returned, “Good deal?"

“Sounds good to me." I nodded, then stood, “Well, I'm heading home. I'1L call you early next week to confirm the shoot

“Yeah, just call the office." He said, “And this will be live by Friday, it's going to be big, I can feel it.”

“If it doesn't feel big, we're doing it wrong."

“Good one and I'm sorry I get pushy with my personal tastes, but sometimes I have to call as I see them." He winked as he walked out, “And you'd be amazed at what I've seen."

“Over here," I waved at Marv and tapped my empty glass.

He came over and as he took the glass said, “You know I'm calling you a cab, right, Mary?"

“Call me whatever you want," I cracked, "Just make me another drink.” “Never seen you drink this much, everything cool?"

“Peachy. I gave him a huge fake Molly Minx smile, and with a grin he turned to make me another Captain and Coke.

If there was one thing I could do was fake it, unless it was some kind of mom thing then I didn't seem to have to, That thought told me that although I was past buzzed and sinking into flat out drunk, I still couldn't shake the reason I'd decided to drink in the first place.

The day had started well enough. I had to work a short shift just four to eight to fill in for someone who'd called out and no shoot until the next Real Mom in a few days, The previous couple of days I'd had a hard time shaking off the scene with Brian, way too hard.

I'd come home, napped and dreamt of the scene, particularly him making love to me. The look on his face, the way he had said he'd loved his ‘mom' and the way I'd come so hard and been so emotional. The worst part of the dream was that it ended the way it had on the set, with Paul replacing Brian.

On the set it had happened in my mind as a vague image, but in the dream it was real and disturbingly vivid. In the ensuing three days, I'd had the dream several times and had gotten to where looking at my son had been awkward.

I always had some form of guilt when I saw him after a shoot, but this one was worse and with good reason. Every time I started down the path of what had I been thinking and why, I would force my thoughts in another direction.

It was most Likely a combination of guilt, the constant filming of mother son fantasy and both Malcolm and Dan telling me I was more into it than I really was. Okay, I couldn't deny I was into it, but not for the reasons they thought. I did not want Brian to be Paul, I only wanted to help Brian the way I would help my own son if he were hurting.

By last night I'd convinced myself of that. It was all the BS I'd put in my own head and the others had reinforced, It was okay, it was a natural reaction to an unnatural situation. The vision of Paul during sex wasn't related to sex, but everything else going on.

I'd done a good job sell job as last night I didn't have the dream and woke up refreshed and feeling pretty good. I'd had a nice morning, making Paul breakfast before he went to school and being able to look at him guilt free for the first time since the shoot.

Once he'd left I'd planned a relaxing day of pretty much nothing until I had to go to work. At noon Malcolm had called to tell me the movie with Brian had debuted yesterday and to go check out the stats and comments on it.

I should have known better, but curiosity got the better of me. I went to the site and sighed when I saw the home page was a close up of me on Brian's lap, topless, kissing him.

“A Love Letter to My Mother" was the title of the video and when I looked at the numbers below the play button, my eyes widened. The video had been up slightly more than twenty four hours and the five minute teaser on the home page already had a quarter million views.

I clicked on the ‘view full movie and see comments' tab and was confronted with the member log in. I whistled when I noticed the blurb ‘fourteen hundred people have signed up just to view this video, what are you waiting for?"

I pulled out my phone and entered the code Malcolm had sent me to and when I went to the full video page saw the movie already had eighty comments, most porn vids were lucky to see a dozen, and half were web cam spam.