Alone in my room, looking out the window at the growing darkness, I felt like shit. I didn't even feel like watching the movie of my naked mom, a movie I thought I'd be watching non-stop. Listening carefully, I could hear my mom typing on her laptop, probably sharing our failure with Judith. I felt ashamed. Wasn't that fucked up? Ashamed that I didn't get to fuck my mom! I got up, angry with myself, and took a deep breath. I put my swimsuit again and decided to face near-certain rejection; hadn't she said that it had been a mistake? Taking a few more deep breaths, I got out of...