So in my current situation, stress is not a good thing, right? Yea, right. Well, my mother’s fiance has been living with us for a while. HE came up here initially to help with Lori, but also to get a job so that my mother can eventually move up here as well. This week he’s going home to visit, so we brought him to the airport on Wednesday. When we got home, there was an alarm going off in his room, so I went up to turn it off. On the bed I find letters from some bitch that have been written to him and sent to MY house. In these letters, this girl goes on and on about how she loves him and blah blah blah. Now, this is MY mother that you are fucking around on. You are in MY house. You are giving out MY address. UGHH
Needless to say, I called my mother and tell her what’s going on. She calls him and he says that it’s a girl who wrote him but he told her not to write him again because he was only her friend and blah blah blah. Of course, I don’t believe him. And, of course, she does. I get into his email and Facebook (quite the easy task) and find that not only is he receiving love letters….he is receiving pictures of all these women’s lady parts. NOT ONLY is he receiving these pictures, he’s SENDING PICTURES OF HIMSELF, EXPOSED, to these women. NOT ONLY is he sending those pictures, but they were taking IN MY OFFICE SITTING IN MY CHAIR ON MY COMPUTER AND MY CAMERA. NOT ONLY is that the case, but he also has a profile on HORNYMATCHES.COM where he states that he is looking for women in our area for one on one sex.
I call my mother back and tell her this. She is not near as upset as I want her to be. Seems like she is not going to do anything about it. WHAT THE FUCK EVER. Lori and I decide he’s not coming back to our house.
Here’s where it gets complicated. Obviously she’s going to stay with him. The problem is not letting him come back here doesn’t hurt him – it hurts her. He can’t get a job down there for ANYTHING. Therefore, he’s coming back. Back to my house. And there’s not really anything I can do about it…