My stepbrother
She moans, and I think I’m about to throw up.
“Horny parents, your child is present,” I yell, shielding my eyes. I wish I had more hands to cover my ears.
“Sorry, honey, we’ll behave. You can look now.”
“Really?” I ask, a bit afraid to uncover my eyes as Dad laughs.
“Really, sweetie, we’ll watch the movie.” I slowly remove my hands from my eyes and see that they are no longer kissing, thank god.
“Let’s get into the romance,” mom squeals as she presses play on the TV.