However she was starting to flirt with me more and more at home.
Her clothes started to become sultrier, she would wear more makeup than she had before, she would use expensive perfumes, and such.
I guess she had grown to trust me because she told me they reminded her of her son.
Then she asked me if I would pretend to be her son. She liked to play out different fantasy scenes with me.
In one I would hypnotize her as part of a school project and then take advantage of my power over her.
She realized this was becoming an obsession yet she could not help herself.
The thought of fucking her son made her wet and hot.
Religious taboos were very real for her and she was very frightened by them.