MissaX - Welcome Home - Syren De Mer

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Sarah (Syren De Mer) answers a knock on the door, "Rob! Oh my God!", she salutes her sonnie (Tyler Cruise) with a hug. "You haven't switched a bit. I thought you would be bigger", she exclaims. "Well, I'm stronger than I look", he replies. "They said you wouldn't be home until next month". "I know -I dreamed to surprise you", Rob says. "We even had a party planned. Your was going to come home from a biz excursion to be there", Sarah notes. "He was?". "Yeah, glance at you. So luxurious -so grown up. Where's your uniform?", she inquires. "I have it. I just don't like dressed in it out in public. Everyone just stares at me", he says. "I understand. You're still shy", stepmom says with a smile. "A tiny bit", he admits. "My goodness! Why are we still standing here. Come in! Welcome home", she concludes. Rob brings in his big duffel bag to the living room. "I actually had some of your fave tea", she says, handing him a tall glass. They sit on the couch, and she asks: "How did it go?". "It was fine, you know, lots of sitting around, doing nothing", he claims. "They told me you were in some engaged conflict", she asserts. "Yeah, but it sounds more arousing than it really is", he responds. "I don't mean to push, but I can't believe you're home", Sarah says. "I can't believe it either. I missed you", he says. She sits down on the couch next to him. "I still can't believe you're here. You didn't leave because of me, did you?", she asks. "What, no, of course not. Why would you say that?", he insists. "You reminisce the night -your 20th bday party, I mean everybody had left until it was just us. We were having so much fun, chortling and sneering as we cleaned up", stepmom recalls. "Yeah, I remember", he agrees. "That night was perfect. I got all swept up in the awakening and...I really shouldn't have smooched you. I'm sorry -it was wrong", she confesses. "You didn't do anything wrong, mom. You've been worrying about this since I left, right?", he says. "Yeah", she admits. "Well, you're the hottest mom. I promise, like marrying you was the hottest thing ever did", he contends. "That was the hottest thing I ever did. If I hadn't married your I never would have encountered you", she says. Rob leans over, but before he can smooch her Sarah gets up and states: "I really should set up your room. I dreamed to make it adorable but you came early". "Oh, I'm sorry", he replies. "Don't be sorry. I'll do it now -you must be exhausted", she says. afterward in the guest room she plumps up a cushion as he watches her. "Do you really have to make the sofa every day in the military?", she wonders. "Yeah, of course". "Why don't you show me how you do it?", she asks. "No, no, I do that enough. I like the way you do it better", he responds. "What if I'm doing it wrong?", Sarah asks. "You can't make a sofa wrong", he asserts. "I suppose you're right", stepmom laughs. You know, it's really strange. You and I have spent most of our lives apart yet you perceive so familiar, so comfortable", she says. "I was so afraid you'd hate me. Stepmoms always have such a bad rap. You know, we're jealous, sinister creatures", Sarah says. "Or kinky seductresses", he jokes, making finger quotes in the air. "You don't devise me that way, do you?", she admonishes. "No, I was just saying. I see you as mom, as Sarah, the beautiful, loving dame who always cares for me", Rob enthuses. "Oh, you make me sound so much nicer than I am". "It's true though", he insists. She ambles around the sofa to sit closer to him. "You know I was so lonely when you were gone". "Well, I was lonely sans you too". "Why did you go?", she asks him. "For a slew of of different reasons", he answers, moving to sit on the sofa next to her. "You've become so secretive now", she states. "Well, I've always been more of a intimate person, you know that". "Yeah, but I'm your mommy and I care about you". "Yeah, I know. Can I ask you a favor?", he wonders. "Yeah, anything", she replies. "When I'm here for the next few days don't tell anybody. I've been really weakened -I just need to get some rest." "Sure". "Then after several days I'll be fine", he sums up. "Of course, I'll be in the other room and I'll let you get some rest. I'm glad you're home. I love you", she says. "I love you too", he responds. Next morning, he's cautiously straightening the sofa spread, as she stares from his doorway and salutes him: "Relax, you're home and supreme morning!". "You know how adorable it is to wake up whenever you want", he says, "especially to a pretty smirk like that", he continues. "People in the military don't smile?", she quips. "Well, nobody as pretty as you", he counters. Stepmom makes fun cordially and asks: "What would you like for breakfast?'. "Oh, I'm good. I'm not hungry", he replies. "Okay, what do you have planned for today?", Sarah asks him. "Well, I was expecting we could talk". "Talk?". "Yeah, there's been something I've been needing to tell you", he confides. "Oh, should I be worried?", she wonders. "No, I expect not", he says. "Okay, I'll let you get completed being well-prepped -I'll just be in the living room", she says. "Okay". Stepmom looks at the sofa and says: "Wow! You made the bed". "Yeah, that's a habit at this point". "It looks so...restrictive", she notes. He grins and says: "I guess you could say that". Sarah leaves, as Rob adjusts his clothes in the guest room mirror. Sarah paces around in the living room as Rob finally enters. "You can sit down", he says, and they sit together on the couch. He declares: "I've been thinking about how to tell you this for a while now". "Is it really that difficult?'. "Well, I never thought I would tell you when I left -I never thought I'd see you again. Did you ever wonder why I never came home for the holidays?", he asks. "Yeah, I was nosey about it, but I just assumed that you couldn't, or that you dreamed to see your mom", she notes. "Well, there's no one I dreamed to see more than you", Rob insists. "But I don't understand", Sarah says. "That night after my bday party, after we kissed, saw", he states. Stepmom gasps: "He never said anything!". "I know, he made me promise to never say anything. That morning when you were sleeping he gave me an ultimatum. He told me I could leave and never come back, or he was going to divorce you and tell everyone you were a monster", Rob says. "What!", she gets up in trouble and declares: "This is just too much! Maybe I am a monster!". "You're not, Sarah", he insists. "So you left to protect me?", she says. "Yeah, it was an effortless decision. You didn't deserve that. The roughest part of leaving was knowing I might never see you again", Rob confesses. She sits back down on the couch and they join hands. "And you always called when your was out of town", she recalls. "Well, I didn't want him to know. I figured you wouldn't say anything either", he says. "You're right, and he never dreamed to talk about you. I thought it was really freaky at first, but I thought it was just the way he always was", Sarah says. "He didn't do anything to hurt you?", Rob asks. "No, he was never brutish or harsh, just cold, so cold", she remembers. "Well, why didn't you leave?", he asks. "I was afraid. I was so afraid to sever the only connection I had to you", Sarah asserts. They smooch sensuously. then she whispers: "No, we shouldn't". "I came here to take you away, don't you understand?", he pleads. Sarah grins and looks around, declaring: "This is my home". "But it's not a home", he counters. "This is just so overwhelming", she says. "Well, have your feelings changed?", he asks. "No, they've only grown stronger over the years, but Rob, you don't understand the dishonor that I've lived with -being afraid that my feelings was the reason why you left, and then every door knock and smartphone ringing made me think that, oh God, bad news of you dying was going to be there and then trying to live with the idea that you died -it all would have been because of me", she says. "Well, I'm here now", Rob says as they hug. "It seems like just a dream", she says. "This is real life", he reminds. They smooch again. "What will people say?", Sarah asks. "I don't know, we'll move far away where nobody knows us", he contends. "And what if they find out?", she asks. We'll move farther away. I would move to the farthest corner of Siberia to be with you", he gushes, tiny suspecting the irony of that statement in light of world events soon to occur. She grins broadly and says: "And I'd go with you". They smooch as stepmom milks his groin. "Look -you're hard for mommy", she murmurs. observe the taboo story unfold...