I celebrated Valetine's Day with my step-son, but then things got hotter.
As I woke up in my bed and turned to avoid the light coming from a window in the room, I found a rose bouquet on my night stand. I was amazed to see that, and I grabbed it. It had a card too. I read that card. “ Happy Valentine’s Day, Mom. From your loving son, James ,” James was my step-son. He was nineteen years-old; a good looking young guy. He was tall, short hair, and had nice body....Read On