I'm a mean, mean, selfish step-Mommy, dominant and hell-bent on getting my sex life back. You're my teeny tiny step-son, always underfoot and always spying on me from the panty drawer. My god, you are such a pain, such a burden, I know I should never have married when I was so young. Still, you're hear, so why don't you watch as I try on panties to wear on my date tonight. I know you love sneaking around and hiding in my panty drawer. You even rest in there sometimes, don't you? If I was a better step-Mommy, I wouldn't have to do this, but you just have to trust that I know best. I have a solution to my problem with you. You aren't going to like this, but I need my sex life back and you're just too small to keep around.