A Mother Returned Pt. 10 - Sex Stories

A Mother Returned Pt. 10

... I could come too, if you like." Winifred dilated her pupils to engage his sympathy. It would have worked if he'd glanced at her.

"Yeah, sure. Whatever. We can go." Theodore shrugged again. It was his new go-to gesture.

"Oh, splendid!" Penelope clapped her gloved hands. "It's just the sort of mother-son bonding we need." Her cheeks heated, and she glanced at Winifred. It felt so odd to have fornicated with a poor copy of her son in the sensorium just a few hours before, and now be the perfectly prim mother she was supposed to be.But my sensorium activities have kept me from relapsing for weeks. They are needed to expunge the odd urges from my mind. A good mother knows how to blow off steam.

"I agree. I think it will be excellent for all of us." Winifred nodded happily.

"You don't need to come, Freddie. I don't need a babysitter." Theodore looked over at the robot. "Mom and I will go."

"Oh. Very well, then." Winifred nodded with less enthusiasm.

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The Triumph was a lively affair. It seemed much of the city had turned out for it. The Nishas walked the thronging streets, Penelope trying to entice Theodore to try different foods. He turned them all down, instead peppering his mother with questions about the time she'd disappeared. He was sure that Winifred would have stopped him at some point, but his mother allowed him to continue the interrogation. He wondered at his patience with her non-answers. He supposed he believed her. "And you don't remember ever ...

... being interested in a memory center? Maybe before your amnesia started?"

"I'm sorry, Lambkin. I don't. Why would I need something like that? I wouldn't want someone else's memories, and I cherish my own." Penelope had to raise her voice to be heard over the crowd. "Oh... grilled pineapple." She pointed to a booth. "You used to love that as a kid. Would you like to try some?"

"Thank you for being patient with my questions. I know it can't be easy for you." Theodore blinked at himself. It seems the loss of his girlfriend had shifted more than his daily habits. He needed answers. If he could find out why she left, and it wasn't horrible, maybe he wouldn't be so alone. Maybe he could have a mother again. Maybe he could have sympathy for her. Maybe... the sympathy had already started to creep into his mind. It was clear she didn't have any answers for him. But she was trying. "Yes, let's get some pineapple." The first hint of his smile peeked from the eclipse that had hidden it for weeks.

"Goodey!" Penelope jumped up and down. She noticed her son's eyes drop to her bouncing bodice, and she promptly stopped. She didn't need him at her breast. They were forging a new, appropriate connection. Things were going to be all right.

They bought their treats and moved into a nearby park to eat without the jostling crowd. They found a quiet bench near a pond and sat down.

"Yum, this is good, isn't it?" Penelope nibbled on her skewer of pineapple.

Theodore took a bite. It was ...