Aug 22, 2008 01:58
I went to visit my mom (though not in her current place and she looked completely different) and she had a guy over (which, in itself, is odd because my mom is single, overweight and lonely in general). Nonetheless, the guy was fairly attractive and about my age. He had a weird gothic look about him with a mohawk and such - which I’m usually not into. There was obviously sexual tension between the two, but for some reason my mother kept leaving us alone in the house together to go garden (totally out of character). Every time she left the room he would begin to get much closer to me in a weird seductive way and I was just flat-out resisting the whole time mainly because I know how horribly lonely and possessive my mother is.
As soon as he would work up to getting me into his personal space, my mother would rush back into the house and, seeing what he was doing, she would get frustrated and just try to glaze over it by acting cheerful about me being there (apparently she hadn't seen me in a while) and showing me some of her new jewelry (which all had little bells attached to it).
At this point we are all around the house holding bells and there are little chains of bells hung up everywhere (or were they there before as well - I don’t remember). During one occasion when she left the house, I went to go follow her out and he follows. We come up to a beaded wall of the bells and both try to squeeze through the same opening, when he presses up against me in the opening, I back up and away and he looks at me and says "why did you have to back away? I wanted to kiss you. Or, rather, I felt that you wanted me to kiss you and was going to indulge you" to which I simply respond "you're very arrogant" and that was about the time that I left the house.
When I came back into the house I found them in a compromising position - well, flat out having sex in the bedroom. I bustled out of the room and just ignored it and my mom got dressed and guess what? Went out to garden again. This time the guy came on really strong he was saying stuff like "you don't like that I fucked your mother huh? I just shoved it into that ham blah blah blah" and I took off. He was right behind me the whole way and eventually succeeded in chasing me up about ten flights of stairs while trying to touch or kiss me. Finally I get to the top of this building and I'm cornered (and very sexually aroused despite this being pretty gross). At this part he finally just grabs me and I jump over the railing and land into a pool below. As I surface from the pool my mom is there and just about to kick me out. Then I woke up.
I was incredibly sexually aroused the whole time and mostly fearful of my mom's reaction rather than the guy's persistence.
blame,
mom,
sex