"Stan come here!" my mother screamed i just sighed. I was sitting in my room thinking my sister was out with her boyfriend. Roger was doing things with this bar he made up in his room. "What is it" my father ask as he answer my mother. "What have you been doing to steve he has a black eye's and bleeding" my mother screamed. "Well am trying to teach him baseball" my father mummbled. "And beating him up counts" she ask.
"Well no but" my father stop there. I walked down the stairs and walked over to the sink and got a glass of water. "Hey steve guess what buddy your mother and sister are going out for an all girls day and roger and the fish are doing something what wuld say about hanging out with me" My dad said i looked at him and sighed "Yea thats fine" i said and went to my room.
The truth was i was happy that me and my father would hangout today with him busy with work and banging mom we havent had time to hang out anymore. I took a deep breath i had to remember not to get hard about my father. I walked down the stairs my father was dressed him his golf outfit that always made him look hot i always image ripping them off and...shit steve knock it off no thought about your father.