The World's fair city and her enterprising sons

It's true, isn't it? I know it's true because that's the way it is with me and Brad. Do you understand me now?" Barbara looked away. "I don't know what to say." "Just say whatever you want." "It's upsetting. I mean it's terrible that it's so obvious." Cheryl chuckled. "Honey, it's obvious tome only because I'm doing the same thing. No one else sees it. Believe me, they don't." Cheryl continued to reassure her, and Barbara gradually relaxed. How astonishing it was to meet another woman in the same situation! Once again, Barbara found it remarkable how much the two of them had in common. The two boys had become friendly with each other and they were spending more and more time together. Cheryl continued talking, continued making Barbara feel comfortable about her knowledge of things. Their secret knowledge. Barbara now knew about Cheryl and Brad. Cheryl talked freely about her problems, about how for years she'd been terrified people would find out. Barbara told herself at least she wasn't the only woman in the world who was fucking her own son ...»