I'm hanging out with you in the kitchen, hoping that maybe we can spend some time together later on; you know, special step-son and step-mom time. You are telling me how your girlfriend, Brittany, and friend, David, are always commenting on my cool outfits. I'm surprised. I mean...truth be told, I've stopped paying attention to the way I look awhile ago. What's the point? No-one pays attention to women my age anyway. But...it was really nice to hear actually. Until I realized that you were joking/making fun of me. That really hurt my feelings.

So much so, that I started looking up ... Show more