Sexaul Disaster Quartet

A GOOD SON
Short story by Irvine Welsh (3 stories to follow)

He was a good son, and like all good sons, he really loved his mother. In fact, he completely worshipped the woman.

Yet he couldn't make love to her; not with his father sitting there, watching them.

He got out of bed and threw a dressing - gown around his self - conscious nakedness.

As he passed his father on the way out of the room, he heard the old man say : Aye Oedipus, yir a complex fucker right enough.