Mother (2)

And a moment later I heard a shout: Oliver, my son, where are you?

I got quite nervous, but still almost shouted to reply, but I got interrupted by another female voice: Don't shout, you freak him out, he lost his memories.

And then Light spoke.

Light: We are in the living room, come up.

Then I heard someone hastily coming up from the stairs.

When she finally saw me, she started crying, and I didn't know what to say.

I was happy that someone cared for me, but I wasn't the real Oliver.

She spoke while coming closer: Son, come here, I am so happy that you finally woke up.

I saw tears under her eyes. She looked very similar to me, with dark silver hair and eyes.

When she finally reached me, she hugged strongly, like she was scared of losing me.

I don't know why, but I felt sad.

Then I finally saw the other person who came up, she was calm, looked strong but looked very similar to my mother.

I thought that it was her sister, and I am sure the mother will tell me herself.

I also silently promised myself not to let Oliver's mother down.

We hugged for a while until I got uncomfortable. I like the hug, but my mother's body was too hot, she looked like she was in her mid twenty's.

In the beginning, I did wonder why she looked so young, but even back on earth, human life expanded by two hundred for rich people.

Because of that, I wasn't that worried, but her body is damn, the only word I can say.

As the other women who came with my mother saw me getting uncomfortable, she helped me out.

Other women: Young can let him go for now, look he was eating, and we haven't eaten anything as well, and as you heard from Light, he doesn't even know your name. He only reacted to you, because of his subconscious.

Mother: Fine, son come with me.

She took my hand and guided us back behind the table.

Mother: That old hag is your grandma, and I am your mother. My name is Melissa Slaughter, and she is Vaulelle Slaughter.

I was shocked to find out that the other lady was my grandmother. I also got quite scared, when I thought of going to a club or somewhere and ended up sleeping with someone's grandmother or with an even older person. But at the same time, I can't say anything wrong as well. Because my grandmother is attractive and if I didn't know her, I would try my chances with her.

While I was thinking of that, my mother told me: Say a!

I subconsciously mimicked what she told me and when I realized she had already put food into my mouth with the fork.

My grandmother laughed next to us which made me feel embarrassed.

After I finished, she was ready to give me another bite.

And I let her do what she wants. Who wouldn't want a beautiful mother to feed them? Though currently a wife, mistress or girlfriend would be a better option.