FagHag Stepmother
 
		
 Confessions of a shy, sensitive schoolboy. When suffering from
 
		
 Situations of shy, sensitive boys.  You know what it’s
 
		
 Having a single mother who danced for a living, meant a childhood
 
		
 It was gradual, stepmother always had a preference for me wearing
 
		
 Stepmother’s relationship with father had been on the rocks
 
		
 Mother thought it was adorable seeing me do the routine with
 
		
 Recollecting days in my childhood spent with my single mother.
 
		
 colleeneris:  Halloween Surprise by rocketXpert    A thin boy
 
		
 Reminiscent of the times as a boy that I would spend across the
 
		
 It makes big difference to a young boy, not having a father around.
 
		
 Of course father would never know when he was away for work,
 
		
 There was a great sense of panic when I eventually realized the
 
		
 This vegan single mum swears by sperm smoothies every morning
 
		
 Mother loved our weekend trips we went on together. Often when
 
		
 Mother thought it was “harmless fun”, when she dressed me
 
		
 Reminiscent of what mother liked to do with me when father was
 
		
 When I was alone with father, there was always things he liked
 
		
 In looking back, how naive I seem at that time. Having granted
 
		
 I remember how overwhelmed and shocked into silence I was on
 
		
 Father had been gone for over a year, and mother knew she was
 
		
 Like mother, like son….Mother always wanted me to take
 
		
 Having split custody between my mother and father, came to be
 
		
 As a young boy, I had long hated it, but had become resigned
 
		
 One of my few early memories of my father before he left for
 
		
 I made sure my mother could see my look of discontent. That while
 
		
 World’s apart, the time I would spend with my father or mother.There
 
		
 When mother photographed me, as she often did after applying
 
		
 Mother was always eccentric, but when father left, there would
 
		
 Father always worried that my mother provided an feminine environment
 
		
 Being a thin young boy, mother delighted in that I was the same
 
		
 Very much like the deserts mother used to make for me in my younger
 
		
 When father left, there would be nothing that stopped mother,
 
		
 A mother any boy should be lucky to have.Dressing him in her
 
		
 When alone with mother, she was always a formidable obstacle
 
		
 Bizarre to me, mother always appeared to delight in anything