Jason, age 18, black hair green eyes, half-white/half-asian, 5'10. Just about ready to head off to college. Was shy as a youth, but has filled out quite nicely during high school.
(need someone for this role) Kimiko, age 38, asian (fill in the blanks)
IC: Ever since dad died mom's always taken care of me. I hardly even knew him, he died just after I was born so it's always been mom and me. It must have been hard for her having me so young and losing him so quickly, she says I look just like him.
I've always been pretty sheltered and not to adventerous about things, hell I didn't even lose my virginity until near the end of senior year, but ever since I started high school thing at home changed. I mean not for the worse mind you but just different.
Mom's never talked about another man, let alone dated one as far back as I can remember. She was always my rock through thick and thin. Up until high school I was a pretty quiet kid, least till that day...
I came home early from school one day, and I walked up the stairs and I heard something. I crept up on my mom's door and peaked through the crack. There she was sprouled out on the bed with half of her negligee on. She was soaking wet and I could tell what she had been doing by her cries. She was beautiful, ever since that day I always felt a stirring whenever I looked at her. Now it seems I'm going off to college and I'm leaving her. Maybe I should do something, but I just wish she'd let me know how...
(need someone for this role) Kimiko, age 38, asian (fill in the blanks)
IC: Ever since dad died mom's always taken care of me. I hardly even knew him, he died just after I was born so it's always been mom and me. It must have been hard for her having me so young and losing him so quickly, she says I look just like him.
I've always been pretty sheltered and not to adventerous about things, hell I didn't even lose my virginity until near the end of senior year, but ever since I started high school thing at home changed. I mean not for the worse mind you but just different.
Mom's never talked about another man, let alone dated one as far back as I can remember. She was always my rock through thick and thin. Up until high school I was a pretty quiet kid, least till that day...
I came home early from school one day, and I walked up the stairs and I heard something. I crept up on my mom's door and peaked through the crack. There she was sprouled out on the bed with half of her negligee on. She was soaking wet and I could tell what she had been doing by her cries. She was beautiful, ever since that day I always felt a stirring whenever I looked at her. Now it seems I'm going off to college and I'm leaving her. Maybe I should do something, but I just wish she'd let me know how...
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