"Let's turn off the lights. Try to pretend that it's actually me here, my body."

"Why don't you undress and get into bed. Lie back, close your eyes, and imagine me in my own body. We'll try to pretend that I'm still myself," she suggests.

You follow her instructions as she turns off most of the lights to darken the room. You lie there thinking of Jacqueline, picturing her perfect face and body in your mind. You feel her climb into bed and cuddle up beside you.

She begins kissing your neck and nibbling your ear. The petting is distinctly Jackie, but the body pressed against you doesn't quite feel right. She whispers "I love you..." - the softness of her voice keeps it indistinct, making it hard to tell that it's actually your mother's.

You focus on the image of Jacqueline in your mind and embrace her, returning her kisses.

It takes some effort at first but eventually your hormones, lust, and love for Jackie carry you forward, beyond the discomfort you feel fondling your mother's body. You two enjoy long, passionate sex multiple times that night. By the end, you're able to make love to her with your eyes open, seeing past her physical form to the woman inside.

You awaken the next morning feeling buoyant, having pushed the problems of the last few days from your mind. You feel Jackie laying against you with your arm around her. You turn to give her a kiss and recoil in shock at the sight of your mother in bed with you. Your movement disturbs her and she blearily blinks her eyes and says "Good morning lover" with a smile.

You are frozen in shock for a few momement. Then the memory of it all comes crashing back and you realize that this IS Jackie, not your mother. You give a half-hearted smile and respond "Good morning."

She leans her head forward to give you a kiss. You hesitate for a second. Then, with resolve, you meet her lips, giving a slow, lingering kiss.