The mother has no private space and is forced to live in the same room as her teenage son. With no chance of intimacy with her husband, her sexual frustration steadily grows—until she can no longer suppress it.
After her husband's death, the grieving mother begins seeking affection from her son, who looks just like his father. Each time loneliness overwhelms her, she reaches out and touches his body.
On the night before deciding to divorce, she watches her son sleeping as he helps her move. Lying beside her, the scent of this young man arouses uncontrollable desire within her. After all, a mother is still a woman. There are times when she simply can't resist—surely you understand?