When I was younger (about 15) my dad was dating this chick Maria. Maria had a son named Michael. Michael was 17. He had a giant crush on me. He would stare at my butt all the time and stare at my chest when I wore low cut shirts. He would take pictures of me but deny that he was doing it. He was also quite cute but I never said anything about it.
Well one evening, my dad told me that him and Maria were going to go out on a date and that Mike (that's what I called him) and I would be alone until tomorrow afternoon. Mike and I agreed and they left after telling us the rules; no friends, no loud music, no messes, and to get along. So they left