..My Step-Son has a fairly small number of real Friends, but a fair number of k**s that He hung out with. One of His real Friends was my Son Jesse. An...ther real Friend was Martin.Martin was a little over 6ft, had a deep voice, was very dark black, and was hung like a horse and cumming down my Wife's throat!Why did I look at who was fucking Maries pussy...why...and why was my Step-Son, His Friend Martin, and my Son Jesse at the adult theater?! They had all graduated HighSchool and were supposed. The next morning I woke up still feeling anxious about yesterday's peeping but I just tried to shake it off, My mom shouted “Jason you have to take the trash out get up it's already 9AM”. I just replied “I'm already up, wait I'll come down in a minute”I was really worried if by chance I meet or even see her outside so before going out I took a nice look outside just to check and she wasn't there so I quickly dumped the trash and entered, It was a school holiday that day so I just sat at home. " At least we won't be solitary." I'm getting some paper; we need to keep track."So we went through the stack: only one "apology" and a note from Winnie that she might bring a "companion." We listed that as a couple."That's over two dozen," Rachel said. "And it's still seven weeks away." Right. On another topic, is there anything special you'd like to do during those weeks?" That depends. I don't want to go out on New Year's. We can watch the fireworks on television. Perhaps we can get a bottle. As time went on, a girl my age who was beautiful became my friend. We listened to each other as we learned about Jesus and became friends. I found, to my shock, that she had a poor self image. I studied and listened to my Sunday school teachers. I discovered that God had no interest in what our bodies might look like, He wanted our hearts."My parents have always been supportive of my efforts including my Christian walk. I am an only child. Spending Christmas with them is a habit that I love.