While other kids at school had the debate about which of them to wish for at Christmas, I suddenly had ‘em both! I could have connected the video game consoles to the PC monitors, but instead I got a big LED TV mounted on the wall – as a Christmas present. I could have happily spent that rest of my life in that room! Evidently there had been a lot of money to be made from fixing peoples’ teeth. That’s what he had been doing before amateur he retired a few years back; being a dentist. When I asked him about it one time, with incredulity, he laughed and confirmed that it was indeed so – he had been running his own father’s old clinic, which he had now sold upon retiring. Richard used to get up in the mornings to drive me to school, and pick me up after it. With the move to his house, we lived further away from my old school. There had been some talk about changing schools, but I had pleaded for that not to happen and had thankfully been listened to. You see, I did not have an easy time making new friends – other boys were just as, or even more so, prone to picking on me as being friends with me. I did not want to be the skinny newcomer who also happened to be a quiet and introverted nerd, sucked at sports, and probably would be considered a teacher’s pet because I sat calmly in class, didn’t make a ruckus and did my homework when I got home – before I could play video games, as Grandma always insisted. As it were, I at least had a couple of reasonably close companions with which I could hang out with at school. I suppose the harsh truth was that we were more or less equally unpopular kids who found solace in banding together. It always struck me as unfair that when the more popular crowd talked about games, then it was normal, but when we did it, we were such losers. After my new stepdad had picked me up from school, I usually spent most of my time playing video games, while he would spend his days reading books, gardening and working out in his home gym in the garage. He had suggested that he had enough money for Mom to quit work, and possibly go to a community college and study something she liked – if she wanted to. He would also suggest, while getting a little frisky, that she could simply stay at home with him as his “gorgeous gold digger”. Even though Mom used to tell him to stop it, reiterating it several times in fact, when he did stuff like that, she seemed to like it nonetheless because she almost always laughed and smiled meanwhile. However, in the end Mom insisted that she’d do her bid to contribute to the household’s income asian and not rely entirely on him. Richard said that he liked that about her; that she wasn’t lazy. One Friday evening in the beginning of 2014, me and Richard were watching a movie in the living room - Mom having gone to work the night shift at the hotel. In the middle of the film, he said “Hey sport, now that you’ve been living here for a while, I trust that you’ve settled in nicely?”. Truth be told, I loved living at his place, and said as much. He laughed. “That’s good to hear! However, it’s kind of something along those lines I need to talk to you about...”. As he was talking, his mirth had diminished, and he seemed more thoughtful. I did not like where this was going. Richard continued by masturbation saying that he loved my mom, and that they got along great – and also that I was great kid to have around in the house. However, he didn’t know whether my mom was enough for him, no matter how strong his feelings were for her. I immediately pictured them breaking up, and myself ending up back at Grandma’s, losing my two awesome bedrooms and all my stuff in them. No, no, no (!) - I thought. This couldn’t be happening! He had said something more, but I hadn’t been listening, instead panicking about the possible reversal of fortune for myself. However, now I got to promise to keep listening – since we were friends – and that I couldn’t tell Mommy what he was about to tell japanese me. I did so, and nodded to convey the earnestness of my reply. Richard, now with a strong arm around me where we sat on the sofa, went on to explain how every man has this “pressure” inside of him that he needs to release. It just so happened that he was a man with an exceptional amount of pressure that needed to find an outlet – and that outlet was the sex. Now, he loved Mommy and they japan apparently had absolutely fine sex – but he was worried that she couldn’t keep up with his needs for release. Ultimately, if nothing changed, he feared that their relationship would have to come to an early end, and by extension that we would have to move out of his house. 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