A whimsical short story. It was written tongue-in-cheek and is a bit outrageous. Henry's middle-aged single Mom is happy as long as she can bring a guy home on the weekend for a good romp. She has no qualms about helping Henry with his overactive libido, but much to Henry's frustration she will only go so far.
This little Space Opera is a mashup of John Normanesque sociology, Stargate, and "Ancient Aliens" This is my first SciFi story, so there may be some rough edges or non-standard to the genre themes. I never know how to rate the amount of sex. I'm listing this as "Some Sex" but I think it is closer to "Some Sex, on the way to "Much Sex."
I hope this account of what happened to me, will forewarn all decent mothers with coming of age boys, of what can happen if you suddenly weaken to their sexual advances! ... ... Just say No!