misatumbas
Really Experienced
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- May 9, 2013
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step mom / step son - closed for amber2462000
Mike was regular run of the mill 19 year old boy. In terms such as shy, divorced parents, history of bad acne (I had oily skin its passed, don't bother me about it what the hell do you even care!) can be a run-of-the-mill person. He was modestly good looking and modestly sociable. He had friends, did ok in class but not yet a girlfriend of any note. Crushes aplenty, yes, all the way through school but that kind of stopped when his dad married again. Mike got out less, stayed at home more often than not and spent his evenings very much closed in his room, playing loud music and apparently using using the bathroom quite a lot.
There was a function/dance at the school this next weekend though and that was the talk of the town. PTA ladies in their nazi/SS ways were taking care and rather heavy-handedly wringing out support to patrol the dance that will follow some kind of award ceremony Mike couldn't give an ass rats about it and was vociferously against attending.
"Why not? They asked me too to come and I'm thinking of going, I haven't been to an occasion like that in years. If you don't go I won't get to go too"
That was his step mom. Mike stopped eating mid bite. His fork fell to the plate. He gulped. Suddenly the walls were closing in and he rushed upstairs. The frozen family downstairs heard first thudding of the stairs, then slamming of the door, then thumping of the loud bass speaker Mike got for his birthday, playing something very, very loudly.
Mike was regular run of the mill 19 year old boy. In terms such as shy, divorced parents, history of bad acne (I had oily skin its passed, don't bother me about it what the hell do you even care!) can be a run-of-the-mill person. He was modestly good looking and modestly sociable. He had friends, did ok in class but not yet a girlfriend of any note. Crushes aplenty, yes, all the way through school but that kind of stopped when his dad married again. Mike got out less, stayed at home more often than not and spent his evenings very much closed in his room, playing loud music and apparently using using the bathroom quite a lot.
There was a function/dance at the school this next weekend though and that was the talk of the town. PTA ladies in their nazi/SS ways were taking care and rather heavy-handedly wringing out support to patrol the dance that will follow some kind of award ceremony Mike couldn't give an ass rats about it and was vociferously against attending.
"Why not? They asked me too to come and I'm thinking of going, I haven't been to an occasion like that in years. If you don't go I won't get to go too"
That was his step mom. Mike stopped eating mid bite. His fork fell to the plate. He gulped. Suddenly the walls were closing in and he rushed upstairs. The frozen family downstairs heard first thudding of the stairs, then slamming of the door, then thumping of the loud bass speaker Mike got for his birthday, playing something very, very loudly.
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