“Yeah, long story short he found pics of his mom, old snap shots of her fooling around with his dad, he got obsessed started seeing her the way I started seeing you, an object of lust and love, the best of both words, the ultimate lover and woman."

“Sorry I asked."

“Anyway, his dad finds out and goes ape shit, tells him get the hell out of the house disowns him."

“Harsh, but probably a normal reaction." I told him.

“But his mother called him and met with him and said if he was that in love with her she would let him sleep with her. She had no interest, but he was her son and if it would help him she would do it."

"I take it that didn't happen?"

“No, she wanted him to wait until the following week when his father was out of town so they could have privacy and spend the night. Three days later she had a stroke, she died a week after that.”

“Oh, how sad." I meant it that must have been heartbreaking.

“His dad blamed him, Said the stress of his mother knowing her son wanted to have sex with her caused the stroke. Never talked to him again after that. Malcolm ran away and ended up in porn like you."

“So his obsession is over unrequited love." I shrugged, “It makes it less sleazy, but it doesn't make me think we should do this."

“My point is he doesn't want this just because he thinks it's hot. It's him living his dream through an actual mom and son rather than the movies he directs with actors."

“Too much risk."

“He's done it before."

“So he said."

“And it never came out anywhere."

“If he did it, we don't know if he's lying.”

"Mom," He sighed, “Look at the big picture. We sell the house now and what? We rent somewhere, right?"

“Right, but your tuition is paid off." “But we're stuck here." “What do you mean?"

“Okay, hear me out." He said, putting his hands out, “We're a couple, but we can't be anywhere, but behind closed doors."

“We have to, Paul." “Here, yes, but not for long if we do this.” “You're losing me." I said, “Unless you're talking about moving?

“I am, but if we're in an apartment we can't, it takes money to leave the state and find a place and time to get a job."

“Right, which is why we can't."

“But if we did this with Malcolm, he pays off my tuition, we keep the house. In a year I'll be a few months from graduating and I'll start looking at states we'd like to live in. The school has a program to help find out of state jobs."

"But..." I stopped when he put his finger up.

“Just let me finish. I'll be making decent money right out of school and I'm not making fun of you, but waitressing? You can find a job anywhere doing that. But we wouldn't have the money to move unless." He smiled.