Chapter 2

It may not always appear that way, but Tina had a very high opinion of her mother. In tact, she thought her mother was pretty high up there in the competition for the title of 'best mum in the world'. She found it amazing how she managed single-handedly to bring up a daughter, hold down a demanding job and maintain a varied and satisfying sex life - at least that's what Tina gathered from her mother's occasional comments and from the frequent nights and weekends she spent away from the apartment. Tina also admired her mother for the youthful appearance she maintained. She often thought 'I hope I still have a figure like this when I get to be thirty- four'. If her mother had a fault, then it was that of being overprotective, of always wanting to keep Tina under her wing to make sure that nothing bad would happen to her. Even though Tina understood the reasons for this character trait, it did occasionally get up her nose and provoke violent outbursts of her temper. Outbursts which she usually regretted the moment after they happened. She was thankful to her mother for not bearing grudges and was looking forward to spending an evening in her mother's company.

The two women spent Saturday morning and afternoon pursuing their separate activities, although it turned out that these activities weren't all that different. Tina went with a few friends to Prainha, a beach near the eastern edge of Rio, where they went for a dip, watched the surfers and enjoyed the sunshine. Then Zeca came to pick her up. She had rescheduled him from the evening to the afternoon and instead of spending the night with him she enjoyed a wonderful afternoon in his bed.

Gabriella went to the beach in Ipanema, only a couple of blocks from her apartment. She had a fixed spot which she visited regularly, where she was a frequent customer of the coconut-water seller and where her friends knew to find her. As she freshened up her suntan, Ricardo stopped by. Ricardo was one of the men she could count on when she needed a little love and affection. He complimented her on her beautiful tan, her long, slender legs, her firm belly without any sign of flab, the excellent fit of her bikini... ; in other words, he wanted to fuck. Knowing that there wasn't much to do to prepare this evening's meal, she accepted his invitation for lunch and a visit to his apartment afterwards.

By five o'clock Gabriella was back home and started preparations for the evening in earnest. Once more she congratulated herself for the excellent idea. Both she and Tina were looking after their figures and preferred a meal consisting of salads and raw fish to masses of fat and carbohydrates. There was also the advantage that this kind of meal didn't run the risk of getting cold. They wouldn't have to eat everything in one go, they would be able to eat at their leisure, pausing when the conversation required it, take as long as necessary over the meal. On top of that, the dishes she had ordered from the Japanese restaurant were beautifully presented, they gave the table a festive mood which she tried to match with her salads. She would serve some sake to accompany the meal, to lend authenticity and to break the ice.

As she agonized about what to wear, Gabriella noted that her heart was beating just a little bit faster than usual. She felt like she was expecting a date for the first visit to her place, someone she'd invited for a meal and 'whatever happens afterwards'. She wondered if she would get to the 'whatever happens afterwards' part with her daughter this evening.

Gabriella had at first been reluctant to admit it, but the more she thought about it, the clearer it became: She had a crush on her own daughter. She wanted to see Tina's naked body in front of her eyes and take off her own clothes for Tina. She wanted to watch her masturbate - not on a tape, no, face to face. Or she could masturbate for Tina if that pleased her. She wanted to eat Tina's pussy and let Tina lick hers. She wanted to take that masturbating, pussy-licking, cock-sucking daughter of hers into her arms, lift her up and carry her to her bed. She wanted to wake up in the morning and find Tina's young and tender body in her arms and smell the sweet perfume of her sated sex. At first, this admission had shocked her, she was sure it was morally wrong for a mother to think like this about her own daughter, but the clearer her feelings became to her, the freer she admitted to her desire, the more determined she became to do whatever was necessary to make her dream come true.

Tina arrived, looking just as radiant as Gabriella felt herself. 'It's amazing what a few hours of sunshine and a good fuck can do to a woman's wellbeing, ' she thought. When Tina saw the beautifully laid table and realized that dinner was going to be her favourite type of food, her eyes lit up.

"That looks wonderful, mum," she said, "what are we celebrating?"

"We don't need a reason to enjoy an evening together", she answered, "but if we need one, then I'm celebrating that I have such a beautiful and intelligent daughter".

"And I'll celebrate that I have such a beautiful, intelligent and generous mother."

Tina gave her mother a big hug. These declarations may sound corny out of context but they reflected exactly what the two women felt at that moment.

When Gabriella thought the time was right, she remarked casually, "By the way, you haven't told me much about that film project of yours. How's it going?"

"Not very well. In fact, we're at a dead stop right now," Tina replied.

"Is here anything I could help you with? You know I work in this field."

"It's not a technical problem," Tina said without offering any further information.

"What kind of a problem is it?"

"Legal." Tina said. "I'm too young. Paulo Costa, our tutor, told us that, legally speaking, we've produced child pornography. There's no way we can submit this as an entry to the competition."

Tina's voice carried all her frustration and disappointment, her resentment against this world of adult hypocrites. What she'd just told her mother was exactly what had happened. They had produced the first set of clips and showed them to their tutor. The idea was that he could also use them in his sex education classes. He'd immediately asked Chris how old she was and when she said seventeen, he'd shaken his head and told them about the legal prohibition of anybody underage appearing in sexually explicit scenes.

Gabriella was taken aback. It had never occurred to her that she had been watching child pornography when she had devoured her daughter with her eyes. As someone who worked in the media she should have known.

"Aren't you going to ask what kind of film we are producing?"

Her daughter's question brought Gabriella back to actuality. She hadn't asked because she already knew, but she wasn't supposed to know, she wasn't supposed to have seen that tape. She looked at Tina and noticed a mischievous smile on her daughter's face. Had she given herself away? Did Tina suspect that she had seen the tape?

"Oh yes, I was just about to ask. What kind of film is it?"

"It's about sex." Tina answered.

"That's a broad subject. Can you be more specific?"

"Masturbation, both male and female, lesbian, gay, fellatio, cunnilingus, vanilla, anal, threesomes." Tina rattled off the forms of sex as if they were a list of ingredients in a recipe or the capitals of western Europe.

"So you were going to make a film that deals with all these forms of sex?" Gabriella asked.

"Not 'we were', 'we are'. The project isn't dead. It's just suffering a temporary setback. There are really three stages to it." Tina started to pick up enthusiasm. "First, we produce short clips showing each of the forms of sex I've listed, clearly and explicitly. In the second stage we show these clips to various test groups and we film their reaction. For example teenagers. There will be one group of boys, one of girls and a mixed group. Just to find out whether, for example, boys react differently when they watch this in the presence of girls. There will also be test groups of parents, teachers and clerics. For the third stage we get a couple of psychologists and sociologists to comment on the reactions. The final result will be a film that shows one sexually explicit clip, a cross selection of audience reactions and the analysis. Then the next clip, and so one. The whole thing is to make people think about their prejudices in sexual matters. We hope that it will be arousing, entertaining and educational."

Gabriella was pleased. Her daughter wasn't acting in a third-rate porn movie after all.

"The funny thing is that I can still direct the film, I just can't appear in it. As it happens, I'm the only one under age on the clips we've already produced. But as I appear on all of them, except for the ones about gay sex and male masturbation, virtually everything we've done so far is lost. Some of the other actors have only just made it to the magic eighteen, but I'm the stumbling block. The other team members haven't openly said anything, but I feel that they are blaming me for the setback. They have become cool and distant. It seems that being under eighteen is like having the plague. Dario has started calling me 'our little girl'. Who the fuck does he think he is? Just because he's well hung and has a body like an athlete doesn't give him the right to tease me about my age."

Tina explained that she considered it her responsibility to find an actress who could replace her. But the girls she asked had either already joined another project or were also underage. The few who might have qualified chickened out when she told them what the role involved. What she didn't say, however, was that she had come up with this crazy idea that she might persuade her mother to replace her. But she didn't want to ask or even suggest it. She wanted her mother to volunteer. The idea had seemed outrageous at first, but the more Tina thought about it, the more reasons she found that it might just be possible. Her mother did have an adventurous taste in sexual matters - Tina probably had inherited that from her mother - and she had responded very well to the tape Tina had planted for her mother to find.