I woke up by the sun hitting my face. I was still lying on the sofa naked. My body was stiff. It was hard to move. That’s when last night’s sex with mom hit me. It was like remembering a forgotten dream. Was it really a dream? What next, if it really happened?

I looked around the house. The pizza was gone. Everything was clean, like someone tried to cover up a murder. I looked for my mom, but she was nowhere to be found, not even in her bedroom. Did she run away? I thought. I panicked.