My cruel stepmother finally ran me off the last time I was over there for good. My idiot dad married her by the way shortly after my Mom divorced him. What makes him an idiot is that he is 70 and she was 40 something and had two kids. Stupid. And he didn't even bother getting her to sign a prenumpt. She left him shortly after they got married, in less than a year, and demanded half of everything he had, but he begged her back. I still don't understand how she felt that she was owed half of everything he had even though she was with him for just months. By the way they only dated for a couple of months also. Ridiculous huh? She can't understand why he won't buy one of her boys who moved out recently a house for him and his wife and child. He was eighteen when they got married. But he is his child too and he should provide a house for him.
I put up with her as long as I could. She made me feel so uncomfortable when I was over there with her little looks and so forth, but the straw that broke the camels back was the last visit. I was over there for my usual Sunday visit. I just visited him once a week, because she got upset if I came over more than that. My Dad kept saying "come over more often though". So instead of staying for the usual 30 minutes, I decided I would stay for a couple of hours this time. Big mistake. I don't know why I even tried. All Dad does is sit and watch t.v. when I'm over there anyway. It was about 5:00 and Mary told me they were going to have dinner but that she didn't have enough chicken for me. No big deal I thought, I will just finish fixing your younger sons computer, who downloads all kinds of illegal trash off the internet and freezes up his machine, because he doesn't know how to use antivirus or adware, and he's in college now btw. So I'm working on his machine and Dad finds a whole bunch of chicken in the fridge. I guess she just overlooked it. There were about three extra big packages in there. They buy it at Costco. Funny huh? Ok, I'm staying for dinner now, and my wife comes by with our kids. I'm still working on the computer, and Mary is telling my oldest son, "you know, you really don't have to stay if you don't want to". My oldest son hasn't seen his papa in about three weeks at that time. This is the kicker, she tells my wife that I interrupted her and my Dads sex plans for that day. I know she knows that my wife is going to tell me.
I'm a 41 year old man. How would that make you feel? Were they going to have sex while eating dinner with her son by they way? He did come in also, and she asked him if he was going to eat with them. There was enough chicken for the three of them at first. I haven't been over since. I went to visit my Dad at his work about a week after that. I didn't want to disturb his and Marys sex life and upset her by coming over to there house anymore. I asked him if he would like to go out for a day with me and my son. He got a little upset, and said "not this week". He had big plans at work that week. He moved his office to another location. My feelings were hurt, I'm tearing up as I write this. I said how about next week. He said to go and talk to Joyce, his secretary, and see if she could pencil us in. So I did and she managed to find some time for him. I left and called Joyce back and canceled. We've been on bad terms since. It's been a year now. I'm the black sheep of the family btw. Even though I'm the only one that doesn't drink or drug, or swindle people. I love my children.