The Shame Game

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‘Eddy, Annabelle will be here soon you should start thinking about what the pair of you will be doing tonight.’ My mother told me. I looked at her with a bored expression on my face, ‘And what time are you and Aunt Caz jumping on your brooms and flying off–‘ Before I could finish that sentence she clipped me around the ear. And when she turned back to what she was doing, I continued, ‘I was going to say flying off in search of fresh meat.’
I saw her shoulders drop, I knew it had been a while since she had gotten some ”fresh meat”, and although she dedicated herself to being one of those Mom’s that worked 9am-4pm and then came home to work 5pm-9am.
‘Ed you know as well as I do I haven’t got time to meet a guy, romance a guy, seduce a guy, fuck a guy, and then keep a guy.’ she said as I nodded along to the same speech I’d heard a dozen times before.
‘Well maybe instead of all that you could just drug a guy and fuck a guy. I mean it works for Aunt Caz.’ I replied. My Mom spat a mouthful of coffee across the table and went to clip my ear again, but I managed to avoid it and get in close, squeezing the life out of her with a hug. ‘Love you Mommy.’ I whined.
She returned the hug and ran her fingers through my hair, ‘Aunt Caz hasn’t done that for a very long time, and anyway, at least I got you.’ she said. I nodded my head in agreement, ‘Yeah, you know if I don’t find anybody by the time I’m forty, we’ll move to Alabama and get married.’
She laughed a little, ‘Kid, when you hit forty, I’ll be collecting my pension.’ She replied, I nuzzled into her neck and gave her a quick kiss, her perfume had been the same since I was about five, and after Dad left, we grew close. Some may say closer than a lot of Mom’s and Sons, but it was what it was, a loving relationship that was going to be hard for me to duplicate with anyone else.
Her and Aunt Caz had been best friends since before I was born, she wasn’t even my Auntie, I was just raised to always treat her with that level of love and respect. But Caz’s daughter, my supposed cousin, was someone I hadn’t really spent that much time with, and never really cared to. I knew though that before she was born, my Mom and Caz conspired for it to be a girl so’s I would one day marry her, and when it was actually born as a girl, they thought they’d hit the jack pot.
‘So what’s my payment for giving me a days notice to cancel my plans tonight? And let me remind you that Babysitter is not what I want as my first Job Title.
‘Ed, when was the last time you saw Annabelle?’ Mom asked. I shrugged, ‘Not sure really, why?’ I asked. Mom put her cup down in the sink and picked up her phone, she scrolled through some pictures and then showed me one of Annabelle.
‘When did she get boobs?’ I asked, ‘Well she’s definitely Caz’s daughter.’ Mom replied, I looked down at Mom’s chest, ‘You know Mom, if I were a girl with your genetics, I’d have a wonderful rack.’ I told her, her eyes flicked up to mine and she smiled, ‘Yes, but at least you got your Fathers cock.’ she told me. I grinned like a madman, ‘And how would you know?’ I asked. She countered my grin with a cheeky smile, ‘I know my own son. And besides, you wear loose fitted pants around the house with no undies.’ she told me, I quickly started to blush and realised that in a battle of trying to embarrass the other person, nobody beats your Mom.
It was a game we played all time, I would say something to her about her, and she would make a comeback. I never beat her, but it’s a fun game to play.
‘I may have the penis, but I’d rather have your boobs.’ I replied, I thought for a second that I had her, but she just flicked back her light brown hair and looked at me with those hazel eyes, ‘You can have my boobs, as long as they’re wrapped around that shaft of yours, junior..’
It was the most inappropriate thing she had ever said to me, and perhaps the greatest. I could have conceded, I should have conceded, but instead I took a step closer to her and dropped my pants.
She looked down at me, and then looked me in the eyes, before biting her lip and looking out of the kitchen window. ‘Bastard.’ she said. My smile was from ear to ear as I reached down and pulled my trousers back up. Finally, I thought to myself, I had finally defeated her.
The doorbell buzzed and as I turned to the hallway the front door opened and in walked Aunt Caz, carrying a ruck sack and followed by Annabelle. ‘Hello handsome,’ Caz said, ‘Hello yourself.’ I replied. Annabelle gave me a slight nod before turning and walking into the lounge area. Caz came up and gave me a hug before crossing the kitchen and flashing my Mom a smile and giving her a hug too.
I walked out and into the lounge, Annabelle was dressed in a pair of black yoga pants and a heavy looking hooded sweater. ‘Sup Annabelle, how are you?’ I asked making an effort. She looked up at me with bored eyes, ‘I’m fine, in fact, I’m perfectly fine and in no need of a babysitter who is like, a year older than me.’ she said.
‘Well don’t take it out on me, it’s not like this was my brain child.’ I told her as I turned and left the room, I wasn’t about to put up with her attitude all night, I figured she could stay in the lounge and I’ll keep myself upstairs.