Someimes It Can Work Out

When I was nineteen I got my mom pregnant. She and my dad had been divorced for several years, and one day, more or less just for fun, my mom and I had sex. Several times that day, in fact.
It was a lot of fun doing that together, but we were careless and, yes, she got pregnant.
My mom really didn’t want to get an abortion and I agreed to support her in this decision. We talked about what to do, and we made the decision to move away and make a new start and raise the child as our own. So now, ten years later, everyone knows us as this happy couple – and we are, and we have a great ten year old son.
What could have been a bad situation has turned out to be a wonderful one for all of us. And no, my mom and I have not had any more children together, for those who are wondering.