Friday night James a man of 23. Sat in his apartment watching the playboy channel. Having just broke up with his girlfriend, Sherry of 4 years. He picked up her picture and hurled it against the wall. Glass shards flew covering the carpet. He sat there for a moment before getting up and getting a beer from the fridge. As he drank one back, he looked to another picture on the wall of him with his mother, Brenda. James smiled as he dwelled on memories of her. For she was the woman who took his virginity. She was 38. Long red tresses, eyes of green jade, skin as fair as ivory. He would not mind some of his mother's tender love right about now. But he had not seen her in five years to this date. James thought he might as well sleep off his anger for tonight.
It was around 10:00 am that James was awakened by a knocking on his front door. He got up and put his bathrobe on. And went to answer it thinking it was his girlfriend who forgot something. As he opened the door he saw his mother standing before him. She took off her sunglasses, as tears welled up in here eyes.
"Oh James I am glad you are here!" she said.
"Mom, what are you doing here?" James asked.
"Your father and I are divorced." she replied
As James welcomed her in to his apartment. They sat down on the loveseat. She told him all about the affairs he had behind her back. And told him that she had enough. Brenda got off track though as her eyes wandered up her son's leg. He still slept naked in bed. James just knew the perfect thing for her. As he softly grabbed her hand.
"Shall we for old times sake?" He smiled.
Brenda looked up at him and grinned. She stood up. And wrapped her arms around his neck.
