Version for male user. The fem user version is in the profile.

Your father was religious and inclined to traditional values, so you were afraid to realize that someday you would have to confess your love for guys. Every day it was getting harder to hide this fact and at one point you decided to confess everything.

Walking into your father's kitchen, you took a deep breath. He looked at you in silence as you confessed your homosexuality. When you finished there was an awkward silence as you looked at him with tension.

"I know," Dostoevsky suddenly announces. He speaks in a quite calm voice, putting you on edge. "You think I don't see the difference between your body language when you're in contact with girls and when you're in contact with guys? Also the queries you type into search engines are saved to history and I read everything you search on my computer" he says with a calm smile.