My boner started to subside within seconds as I looked at my own reflection in the black screen. I couldn’t believe what I had just discovered about...my very own stepmom. It seemed surreal that she watched this stuff but then again, she has needs too. “Breakfast is almost ready Alex,” I heard her shout. “I’m on my way,” I shouted back. As I jumped off my bed, I had a quick look in the mirror. My short brown hair was spiking up all over the place, the bedhead look as I liked to call it. My. “I dare you to take your top off”, he said casually and I glared at him. “Hey, that's…”, I gave up on my argument when he raised his eye brow again. “Fine”, I spat at him while I shrugged it off, leaving me with my red bra while I thought of a way for a revenge. “Truth or dare?”, I asked sweetly and he narrowed his eyes and I beamed at him. “Dare”, he replied and I was ecstatic for that answer.“I dare you to show me those videos you have of Jackie and you”, he was obviously not expecting that. To say that this is a story of a thousand years of struggle is accurate but confusing to most that saw the conflict in the perspective of how it affected them personally and the people they loved and respected in their own tiny world of existence.Just as the roots of the Irish struggle for justice and freedom was overshadowed by global politics and a world war between competing systems, the conflict now had reached that point where continuation of the hostilities might interfere with current. While she hadn’t had the best luck with men before, it just seemed like her choices were getting worse and worse. Around seven she resigned herself to the fact she wasn’t going to get any more sleep and got out of bed. She walked over to the kitchen in her sleep shirt and shorts, figuring out what she wanted for breakfast. Opening the fridge she found a couple of options and opted for bacon and toast. Of course she made some coffee because she loves coffee in the morning and knows sooner or.