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did.” Dad squeezed my hand. “I want you to take care of her in every way Jason, I want you to not just share her house, but her bed and of course her heart. That’s why I want you to start thinking of her as Cynthia, not mom”
    I sat there stunned, trying to figure out if this was a bizarre prank. Dad didn’t look as if he were kidding and with a sinking feeling in my stomach, I recalled how he had started this conversation; he wanted me to think of mom like…”
    “Dad, that’s…” I put my hands up, “That’s just fucking sick!” I blurted out.
    “Strange yes,” dad nodded, “But sick no. She…”
    “She’s my goddamn mother!” I snapped at him. “For Christ’s sake dad, she’s going to be the only parent I have, I…” I trailed off and felt like an asshole, I shouldn’t have said that.
    “I know Jason.” He said softly. “And you know what? You guys can be the best of both worlds; you can love each other in every way depending on how you feel.”
    “Dad, that’s nuts…”
    “Love is love Jason. Only thing that would be different is you could show your love physically.”
    “I couldn’t do that.” I shook my head. “I don’t think of her that way!”
    “Not before this week.” Dad said, “Not before last night. Don’t tell me she’s not hot Jason.”
    “Dad please, I…”
    Ignoring my protests, he continued, “Cynthia is a gorgeous woman, and an insatiable one. She’ll give you anything you want.” He gave me a sly smile, “ Anything”
    “Knock it off!” I shouted at him, “I’m done with this bullshit! Why the hell would you even think of this?”
    “I don’t want Cynthia to be alone.” He said quietly, remaining calm in the face of my yelling. “She’s too young and too attractive; she’s also too sweet and loving to go through life without someone to be sweet and loving to.”
    “She won’t.” I told him, lowering my voice. “Like you said dad, look at her, she’ll be upset for awhile and should be, but sooner or later a nice guy will come around and…”
    “You hope.”
    “I know dad,” I nodded and tapped my chest. “Because, trust me, I’ll watch out for her and make sure he’s a good guy. I’ll see too it she’s with the right one.”
    “You can do it by being that right one.” I started to speak, but he raised his hand, “Jason, this is pretty weird for me too and I’m screwing it up.”
    “I don’t think there would be a way not to.” I rolled my eyes.
    “You asked why I would think of this?” Dad waited and I nodded. “Jason, you know how Cynthia is.”
    “What do you mean?” I asked, noticing how he was still avoiding calling her mom.
    “She’s…” he sighed, “She’s kind of clingy and she’s, well, she’s needy.”
    “I…” I stopped recalling how I had been thinking that yesterday. “Yeah, I know what you mean.”
    “Good. You see how she acts, she knows I love her, knows you love her, but she always needs to hear it.”
    “She’s always said hearing me say I love you mom means the world to her.” I pointed out.
    “Nice try.” Dad smiled, “But you’re right because she loves being a mother, she wanted more kids, but I didn’t think we could afford it and got fixed. Anyway Jason, Cynthia is very timid, she’s not that confident and as far as men go…”
    I waited, but he remained silent. Finally I took the bait, “What about men?”
    “I’m going to tell you something that I don’t want you to repeat. If Cynthia ever wants to discuss it she will, but if not it stays between us okay?”
    “Sure.” I agreed, curious now.
    “When Cynthia was young her parents divorced and her father skipped town. Her mother remarried and her new husband…” dad put his head down, “Molested her.”
    “Molested her.” I repeated softly.
    “Yes, and she was afraid to tell her mother. That animal raped her for almost two years before her mother actually walked in on it, and called the police.”
    “Oh my