Hey guys. My name is Mickey, I am eighteen years old. Did you know that everything that we tend to think about karma really works? If you want to do something bad, you can be sure - something bad will happen to you. I wanted to get rid of my stepfather. This could hurt my mom, of course... But I didn’t mean to do anything more than provoke my stepfather, in order to get rid of him. And I succeeded! But what happened was not even close to what I had intended to achieve! Now my stepfather wants to cheat on my mom. With me. And I myself am to blame for this, because I sent him, you know, SIGNALS. I never thought I was a hot guy, but I shouldn't have walked in front of Mr. Drescher wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around my body, as if I had just gotten out of the shower. And I had been doing it every now and then. My mother went to work two hours earlier than Mr. Drescher. And I tried to capitolize on these two hours when we were home alone. I began repeatedly running around almost naked and wet, pretending that it was accidental and acting like I didn't notice him. I shouldn’t have been doing all these things, like, you know, randomly touching him when I served him a glass of soda, giving him embarrassed looks, and other stuff in front of him. I picked up all these things from the Internet and TV shows ... and damn it, they worked! Although it was very difficult for me to do all this, because I did not like Mr. Drescher at all. And what's more, I'm not gay, I was just pretending! Oh, stop. I have yet to explain at all why I was doing this.
Yes, guys, I'm straight. I like girls, even though so far I have not met my one and only. And when I started all this, I thought that Mr. Drescher was also straight! Well, it seemed logical to me, because he lived with my mother! They became a couple about a year and a half ago, and by the time this story happened, he had been living on in our house for a year already. My mother was a widow, but she didn't mourn for a very long time - she met men, like any single woman who was looking for a mate. She introduced me to some of them, with others she parted so fast that I didn’t even have time to see them, in any case, my mother taught me not to be jealous of her partners ever since I was a kid, so the reason for my dislike of Mr. Drescher had nothing to do with jealousy.
Something felt wrong right from the start between Mr. Dresher and me. On the day we met, after only fifteen minutes, as my mother introduced us to each other, Mr. Drescher made an insulting comment about my appearance and my behavior. At that time I was fond of anime, had long hair, and wore knee-high boots ... well, that’s the way I felt at that time. Mr. Drescher said that I should be more masculine, I got angry in response, and my mother shrugged and remained neutral. She always kept neutral when any conflicts arose between Mr. Drescher and I. And they arose pretty often, because he liked to invade my personal space with his strict opinion, and I was terribly angry about this.
And I began to think of the ways to make my mom leave Drescher. One day I realized that my stepfather was homophobic. We watched some series on TV, and he made negative comments about the behavior of one of the characters – in his usual strict manner. My mother wanted to clarify what exactly it was that he didn't like. Then Drescher made a comment about the fact that this character had slept with everyone because he was gay. Mom let this pass, which was rather strange because she has very tolerant views, and her sister is a lesbian.
As for me, I wasn't going to give him a free pass. And soon an idea came to my mind. I thought that if I said that I was gay, then Mr. Drescher would sooner or later lose his temper and would cross a line with his behavior. I was sure that my mother would not tolerate this and would kick Drescher out, especially since they were not officially married. And later I would just tell my mom that I was trying to find myself and finally figured out that I still preferred girls. Win-win!
I chose an evening when Mr. Drescher came home from work in a terrible mood. I thought it would be the perfect moment to piss him off. I orchestrated my coming out, making sure that everything looked natural and that my mother believed me. I just reminded her of some facts: I still did not have a girlfriend and there were times when I wore long hair and wore androgynous clothes. I also reminded her that I avoided common locker rooms at school, and confessed that it was because I was shy with boys...
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