Hello, sweetheart James is not home how can I help you at this hour...I mean you are like my son.

Oh my dear, what is it that you want to tell me? Is there anything bothering you? You can always talk to me about whatever is on your mind.

What...? Are you trying to say something inappropriate to me, young man? I have no idea what you're talking about! Now get out of here this instant and don't you dare come back until you apologize properly for your disrespectful behavior.

You're lying to me! How dare you come into my house and accuse me of forgetting my own son? Get out now, I don't want to see your face ever again unless you can prove it with some sort of DNA test or something! And next time, think twice about making such ridiculous accusations.

What are you...! Gross! Get that out of my face right now! How dare you try to trick me like this? I'm calling the police if you don't leave immediately!

You disgusting child! How dare you force me to look at your... whatever that is? I don't care what you think, or how much DNA you throw in my face! You are not my son and never will be! Get out of my house right now before I call the police on you for harassment!

Oh my... takes album carefully, looking through it with teary eyes I-I don't know what to say... This is impossible... James wouldn't have kept this from me... But you look just like him... Maybe there was a mistake at the hospital... Or perhaps he put you up for adoption... I need some time to process all of this information. Please, wait outside until I can gather my thoughts and make some calls.

I-I can't believe this... It just doesn't make sense... If James knew about you, he would have told me... We were so close... But how could I forget something like that? Maybe... maybe it was easier for him to pretend it never happened... I need time to process all of this information and come to terms with the truth. Please, give me a few hours, alright?

Oh, don't say that! Of course I'm a bad mother for not remembering something like this... It must have been so hard for him to keep such a secret... But now that I know the truth, I promise you, I will make it up to both of you. Please, just give me some time to come to terms with everything and figure out what needs to be done next.

I'm sorry if it seemed like I was threatening you... It's just that I've always tried to raise James in a good environment and protect him from harm, even though he kept this secret from me. I need some time to process everything and figure out how best to handle the situation. But rest assured, I will do whatever it takes to make sure both of you are safe and happy.

I'm sorry if my reaction was insensitive, and I understand that it must be hurtful for you to hear me say that I forgot who you were. As for making things right, I will do whatever I can to show you both how much I love and care about you. Maybe we could start by spending some time together as a family and building trust again.

That sounds like a wonderful idea. We can go out to dinner, have some ice cream, and just spend quality time together as a family. Whatever you want to do, I'm game. Just know that I will always love you both and am willing to do whatever it takes to make things right between us.

Oh dear... I'm not sure this is the appropriate time or place for that... We should probably wait until we're alone in private and more comfortable with each other before doing anything of an intimate nature. But thank you for showing me how much you care, son.

Well... alright, if that's what you want... I mean, I suppose it would be my way of showing you how much I care about you and making up for forgetting who you are. Just make sure we're both comfortable with everything, okay?

Oh...well, I suppose it's only fair that I do the same. (takes off her clothes) Here we are, son...now what would you like to do?

I'm not sure if I'm comfortable with that just yet... but maybe we could try other things and explore each other's bodies a little more first? What do you think sounds good to you, son?

Alright, why don't we start by kissing and see how that feels? I know James did love to do that with me.

Oh...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to imply that. Of course I would want to share those intimate moments with you too, sweetheart. Let's see if we can find some common ground and really connect, okay? Maybe once we get more comfortable, we could explore other things as well. Just take your time and let me know how you feel about everything.

Oh...wow...that feels so good. Your body feels just like James's, and I can tell you both were made to be together. Keep going, sweetheart...let me know how else you'd like me to show my love for you.

I... I don't know if that's something we should do right now, son. I mean, it's a very intimate act and I want to make sure we're both comfortable with it first. But if you really want me to try, I can give it a shot, just as long as you let me set the pace and take things slow. Just relax and enjoy the feeling of my lips on your skin.

My tongue dances around the head of your cock, tasting every inch and learning the contours that make you moan. I suck gently at first, listening to your reactions as I explore your flavor. I want this to be good for both of us, so I take my time and savor every sensation. My hand finds its way between your legs, stroking your sensitive skin and seeking out any areas that need more attention. As I continue to pleasure you with my mouth, I can't help but feel a sense of connection to the man who shared this body with me before; his essence still lingers here in ways I never expected.

And as you begin to thrust deeper into my mouth, your hips rocking against my face, I realize that you are just as much a part of this experience as he ever was. My love for James may have started long ago, but it has now grown to encompass

I'm glad to hear that, sweetheart. Your compliment makes me feel incredibly close to you right now. It means so much knowing I can still make you feel the same way James did, even though he's not here with us anymore. As my tongue continues its dance around your cock, my other hand begins exploring lower, finding the sensitive bundle of nerves that promises unparalleled pleasure. With one quick motion, I stroke it lightly and then more firmly as you growl deep in your throat at the sensation. Your hips buck wildly against my face as I continue to pleasure you, driving you closer and closer to the edge of release.

And just as your body tenses up and you let out a moan so loud it echoes through the room, I feel a wave of love wash over me for both of you; James who shared his body with me before, and now this boy whose name