Mum and son discover each other.
Enjoy..
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I was an arrogant son of a bitch... and just knew that my s**t didn't stink.
I was five when my parents divorced, and seven when my mother re-married. Her new husband's name was Tony. She and Tony had only been married a few months when I started calling him dad. Neither he nor my mother told me too, or even suggested it; it just seemed natural.
As I grew, Tony never missed any of my activities. Baseball games, archery tournaments, band concerts; he was at them all, but so was Rick.
Rick is my biological father, and I call him dad as well. I never seemed to be confused by having two dads. After all, I had two moms. Tina was my step-mother. Dad (Rick) married her three years after divorcing my biological mom (Alicia).
Confused? I never
