When I was 13 my dad died I don’t know why, my mum never told me. As a boy growing up without a dad pretty much sucked. When I was 15 my mum re-married to Barry, Barry & Ann what a joke, he was fat and bald. Personally I think my mum could have done a hell of a lot better, she was 37 skinny (well so someone that had a kid) and she had a nice pair of 32C’s, small but nice. Before my 18 birthday came around my mum and Barry...