The green liquid offered to him seemed like a scam. But Jim was surprised at the results. Proceed with caution: this story contains a very juvenile stroke fantasy.
After a motorcycle accident which brakes both of his arms, a teenager has to rely on his mother for help, even when going to the toilet and having a shower with surprising extras thrown in.
I spied on Mom many times. I watched her undress, and fuck Dad--many times. I masturbated, thinking about her. I didn't care about the rules--that it was taboo, perverted. I had to have her. But would she have me?