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Are you ready, honey?

As ready as I'll ever be.

It

all

started out innocently enough. I'd met a really nice guy.

Sure, he was older than I was, but we just seemed to click.

And although I wasn't looking to settle down...

One thing led to another. Well, it just happened.

We were like soulmates. We had all the same likes in this life.

The same goals, same expectations from a partner.

Even his son liked me.

It was like it was meant to be.

That was a long time ago.

That's it. I've had it.

Then we'll go again.

Where the fuck are you? Dinner was ready an hour ago.

I can't... I cannot do this anymore. I'm so tired of your lies and excuses.

Samantha... Donald, stop it. Don't.

Look. Get your ass home right now and tell whatever little tramp is lying on

your couch to fuck off and go home and do her homework.

She doesn't sound too happy.

What else is new?

Where were we?

You didn't have to go.

I thought for sure.

She's pissed off already.

Why don't you go home now?

More than half an hour.

What's the difference?

The outcome's still the same.

I come in the door.

She screams at me. She yells at me.

You might just have to go to Berlin.

Everything all right?

Is it ever?

Not again, huh?

Look, let's just say I wish your father was a little bit more like you.

Good night.

I don't know why I expected any different.

That's how we started off.

The older, sophisticated professor, the impressionable college student.

It was bound to repeat itself.

I just didn't think it would be so often.

What the fuck, Donald?

Is this the way it's gonna be?

Don't start.

The meeting ran late. That is all. Meeting?

Don't insult my intelligence.

Not one of your stupid little girls anymore.

Samantha, you are overreacting.

Nothing happened.

I just don't know why you do this to yourself.

Why I do it? Why I?

You may be sick, you son of a bitch.

I can't stand this side of you.

And that was the beginning of the end.

I saw it coming a long time ago, but I tried to ignore the signs, pretend it

wasn't happening.

But there was no pretending anymore.

And then what did he say?

The usual.

Started bullshitting his way through it, trying to tell me that it was all in my

mind, that I was going crazy, and to stop being so paranoid.

What a prick.

So what are you going to do?

I don't know.

Well, as I see it, you have a couple options.

You could go on taking his shit, which I don't recommend.

Or you could divorce his tired old ass.

Or you could give him a taste of his own medicine.

Show him what's good for the goose is good for the gander.

Boy.

Okay, now a little something on the side.

Someone to distract yourself from his antics.

Don't make you happy for a change.

I haven't seen you smile in a very long time and I miss that

Michael hey, how's your day fine?

You want some dinner? No, I just came home to change. We're gonna play some

hoops Hi

Brian, hey mrs. B, how's

your family good everything's Good.

Good to hear. You're looking well.

You ready?

Yeah.

Okay, we'll see you later.

Bye-bye. Bye.

Call if you're going to be late.

Yeah, yeah.

What are you doing?

This is not exactly...

I didn't know if this was the answer to my problem, but it felt good.

It was like a dam had burst.

I felt so alive, so free.

Funny thing was, what I didn't feel, guilty.

I guess I knew he had it coming.

And what made it even more exciting was that I kept imagining Donald walking in

on us.

What would he do?

What would I do?

Ah.

um um

Oh.

Oh.

I just can't figure out how you don't see it. Your mom is hot.

Dude, you talked about it all the way to the court, all the way through the game,

and now all the way home.

Like I told you, she's not my mom. She's my stepmom.

Stepmom, whatever.

That's even better.

Oh, that's fucked up.

Why you gotta be like that?

Did you lose something?

This is a little, uh, uncomfortable.

So, how much did you see?

Pretty much all of it. I'll just say I don't have to wonder what you look like

naked anymore.

Shit.

This is so embarrassing, um... Listen, that's something I haven't already seen

on cable.

Shoot.

And hey...

If I had to walk in with you having sex with somebody, I'd definitely rather be

her with my old man.

Definitely don't want to get the visual on that.

Well, if I've caused you any irreparable psychological damage, I'd be glad to

foot the bill for the therapy.

I think I'll manage.

Hey, I just don't want things to be weird between us.

All right, it's cool.

This would be just between you and I, right?

Our little secret.

Sure.

Okay. Thanks.

Okay. That wasn't so bad.

I found myself strangely okay with the situation I was in.

I liked having a secret.

Something Donald didn't know.

It was kind of exciting.

Honesty had been such a one-sided thing in our relationship for so long.

I figured it was time for a change.

Hey.

Oh. Hey, great. Dinner will be ready in about ten minutes.

Yeah, I'm not hungry.

I've already eaten. What? I told you I was making dinner for us tonight.

A bunch of us went out to the club for a drink. I was hungry, so I ate.

I didn't know I had to check in with you about everything.

Besides, correct me if I'm wrong, but you did have to fix dinner for yourself,

didn't you?

You are such an inconsiderate ass.

Don't you start with me.

I've had a pretty hard day already.

Oh, poor baby.

And poor baby, don't you give me that tone of voice. I get sick and tired of

this with you.

What are you guys doing?

All you ever do is fight now.

Well, maybe if you could show me a little respect.

She would stop being such a bitch.

Well, maybe if you could keep your dick in your pants. Oh, whoa, guys.

This isn't going to get you anywhere.

And Cindy's going to be here any minute. And all of her seeing my perfect little

family trying to kill each other.

He's right.

It's ridiculous.

I am not going to stand here and listen to these factless accusations.

Fine. Fuck off.

So eloquently put.

Sure is nice to see that college education did not go to waste.

So what's up with your parents?

They seem so stressed out.

You should have seen them earlier.

It's like World War III around here. They're really going at it.

What are they fighting about?

No man's having an affair.

Really?

Naughty boy.

You know, you guys should know better.

Sooner or later, you always get caught.

Do you really think I'd be stupid enough to fool around on you?

I hope not.

For your sake.

Ooh, big talker.

Like me almost.

Oh, God.

Michael, did you get that?

Oh, shit. Oh, I'm so sorry.

What are you doing?

I'm sorry.

Where are you going?

I gotta go.

I'm so sorry. This is so embarrassing.

Bye, Cindy.

So, I guess we're even now.

Oh, very funny.

You know how long it took me to get her to be comfortable enough to have sex in

the house?

Oh, poor baby.

I think you'll get over it.

Good night.

What are you doing?

I'm packing.

Where are you going?

Away for the weekend. The women's seminar. You remember.

It was about weeks ago.

Yes, and we talked about me going with you.

Change of plans. It's really not a very good idea for you to go with me.

I think you might want to leave me in that.

Samantha, don't.

Fuck you.

If you think I'm going to stay here while you traipse off and do who knows

what, you are mistaken.

And if you think you have any say in the matter, you are mistaken.

No, you're not going.

Now stop this nonsense.

What are you guys doing?

Seminar, huh?

What are these for?

You're a shit.

Why do you do it?

What are you talking about?

The women.

Why do you do it?

Wasn't it enough with mom?

I figured you would have learned the first time around.

Watch it.

Look.

You know as well as I do that it was not all my fault.

That's what you keep saying.

What are you going to do this time? Blame Aunt Sam?

She's been nothing but the perfect little wife to you.

Sweet.

Caring.

Beautiful.

And loyal, which is more than I can say for you.

Enough!

I am still your father.

And I do not like to be talked to quite this way.

Yeah, and you're supposed to be setting an example.

Some example.

How dare you!

No, how dare you.

What you're doing is wrong and you know it.

Have a nice weekend.

Sam?

You okay?

Yeah.

I want to thank you for what you said up there.

I was listening from down the hall.

It's all true anyway.

You got it coming.

I just don't understand how we can treat you like that.

You're so sweet.

So kind.

So handsome.

You make some girl very happy one day.

I couldn't believe what was happening.

I knew I shouldn't be doing this, but I couldn't help myself.

I couldn't pull away.

I wanted him more than I ever wanted anything before.

I'm leaving. I'll see you on Monday.

Oh, man, I'm close.

I do.

I think so.

All right.

Yeah. Hey, baby.

Yeah, you did run out of here in a hurry, huh?

Yeah, they're here.

Don't worry. It's no big deal.

Come here.

Good morning.

Yeah,

I'm here, baby.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm telling you, she didn't say a thing.

What are you doing?

Just having a little fun.

Stop it.

Don't.

Yeah, no, it's not you, baby.

Yeah, just come over and get him.

I gotta go.

I gotta go.

Just come on over. Bye.

What the fuck are you doing?

Playing.

What if my dad comes in? What are you gonna do then?

I don't really expect him home anytime soon.

But... If you want me to stop...

Enjoy your breakfast.

Hello, beautiful.

So what are you up to today?

I'm going to go down to the library, study for midterms a little more.

Oh, cool. Maybe I'll hook up with you later.

Are you okay?

Yeah. Fine.

I'll talk to you later.

We'll try again, motherfucker.

Get any shit?

I would never do that to you, would I?

No.

Just keep being a little bit more alert, huh?

Yeah.

Michael! Michael, open the door!

Michael, what the fuck is going on in there?

Hey, baby. What's going on?

Oh, you tell me.

Uh, what do you mean?

I heard a voice.

You have a woman in there with you?

I don't think so.

Who's here with you?

I don't know.

You're fucking sick. Cindy, Cindy, wait. Cindy, don't.

Don't you touch me.

You fucking disgust me.

Nice work.

She's a little uptight, don't you think?

Thank you.

What are you doing? You're not even ready yet.

For what?

For the beach party.

I don't think I can go. I forgot about that.

You got that right.

What are you, grounded or something?

Hello, boys.

Hey. Hey, Mrs. B.

So what sort of trouble are you two getting into today?

Well, we were going to the beach.

That sounds like fun.

Do you need a date?

Actually, I do. My boy here is standing me up.

Really?

It's all right. Go ahead. Go have fun. We can shop any time.

You sure?

Well, I guess it's you and me then.

Seeing Dana and Brian walking away together made me feel a little more at

ease with my situation.

But I still wasn't sure if it was a good idea to take this any further.

I knew what I was doing wasn't right, but I didn't think that it was wrong

either. It was kind of in that gray area that no one likes to talk about.

Hello.

Hey, Dana, what's up?

Well, almost no one.

You'll never guess what I just did.

I fucked Brian.

You didn't.

I did.

And it was incredible.

You know, I haven't been with anybody but Stephen for years, so this was

really different.

I know what you mean.

What?

I know what you're saying.

Well, we were going to go to the beach, but I decided to bring him back to my

place.

Bye.

Fuck you.

Oh.

He came all over my face.

It was amazing.

It was the best sex I've had in years.

I'll have to remember that.

Hey, I gotta let you go.

Guess what I'm gonna do.

Bye.

The time for playing games was over. We both knew it. This cat and mouse thing

we've been doing was fun for a while.

But it was time to take the next step.

And boy, am I ready.

It's okay, really.

Things like this happen all the time.

Especially to guys your age.

Thanks.

That does make me feel a lot better.

This is a really bad idea.

What are you doing?

I really think I should be going.

Come on.

I didn't mean it like that.

Well, how did you mean it?

Exactly.

I want you to have a very nice evening.

and by the way don't expect any more A's

Are you ready?

Wow.

You like it?

Your father used to like it when I played dress-up.

Emphasis on you, too.

Can you do me a favor and not talk about him?

Sorry. You make me spoil my mood.

Don't.

I was so nervous it was embarrassing.

I tried not to let it show, but I couldn't help it.

My whole body was tingling.

uh

I love you.

Oh.

I'm home.

Well?

Not a bill yet?

As Donald stood there watching, I wasn't sure what to do.

I was numb.

I tried to speak, but nothing came out.

Maybe there was nothing to say.

Maybe this was just the end.