"I wish..." he trembled. He knew he was a really sick and pervert man for having such thoughts, but he could not help himself. He had always had a strange facination with his mother. It was like an opposite Oedipus complex. He didn't want to have sex with his mom, he wanted to have sex as his mom. To be his own mom.
"I wish that untill I no longer desire to be my mom, I will be her, and she will, without the knowledge that something has happened, be me."
