I Come From An Unusual Family Part 4

Dad told mom of the agreement I was going to get three women pregnant in a porn film. Moms at first had concerns but after the details were revealed by dad; she relaxed and surprisingly gave her approval. It was on the day that I was to get the three Well’s women pregnant that mom received some urgent news that her brother (Uncle Frank) had died of a brain aneurism. The doctors told the shocked family that it could happen to anyone. I didn’t even know Uncle Frank since mom was shunned by her parents for after getting pregnant with me.

Mom cried that day on my shoulder as I called dad to give him the news the porn shoot would have to be postponed. After talking to mom, dad immediately had his pilot fly out to Salt Mountain to assist mom in going to the funeral since her relatives lived halfway across the country.

Mom never had much contact with her parents since moving out, but I on the other hand was always invited to family reunions since I was deemed innocent of mom’s decisions. Mom told me she was “burying the hatchet” with grandma and grandpa in order to go to her brother’s funeral. It was decided that mom, aunt B, and I would attend and give our condolences to Uncle Frank’s family.

Three days later in the church while attending Uncle Frank’s funeral, mom asked me to avoid trouble (presumably with her parents) and lead the way up some semi-hidden stairs to a balcony at the back of the church. At the top of the balcony mom told me this was a room known as the “crying room.” I asked her why and she pointed out that there was a Plexiglas window in front of our view and noted the balcony was where the parishioners took their crying children so other members of the congregation would not be disturbed. I looked around noticing there were speakers on the walls so we could hear the proceedings down below and reveled at the fact we could scream and nobody could hear us through the thick plastic window.

I don’t think anyone noticed our arrival to the church since we were the only ones sitting in the balcony. Mom decided to sit in the last pew up in the balcony to hide our attendance. Behind me was a stain glass window that painted the interior of the huge structure with different colors of light. Looking out the window I could clearly see the hearse arrive with Uncle Frank’s casket below. Ushered to the front of the church, mom witnessed Uncle Frank’s casket for the first time and broke down crying again.

I remembered mom telling me she had two brothers and three sisters, all I have never met but talked to on the phone. Mother’s siblings supported her coming out of the closet and telling her parents she was in love with another woman. Grandma was the one that mom told me never understood her decision.

While I was recollecting on the past, mom was still in tears talking about her memories with her brother. Hysterically she began to mumble her memories of Uncle Frank out loud. What she told aunt B and I should have been a shocking moment, but somehow I had become accustomed to it in my unusual family.

Mom told us that Uncle Frank and Uncle Bill was the first one she had sex with. She sat with her head down in tears recalling the incident while we were kneeling in the pew supposedly praying.

“They held me down and fucked me against my will the first time” mom cried aloud.

“I liked it!