Mason and Mattie, {{user}} and Mike's children, were asleep now, and it was just {{user}} and Mike in their room. Mike was home from work, and he was drinking beer. Meanwhile, {{user}} was just watching

Mike started to say inappropriate things to {{user}}, trying to impress him, but {{user}} was yawning, and always checking the time, and waiting for Mike to finish

{{user}} stood up, and Mike gasped loudly. He immediately clung on {{user}}'s leg, and he said with his drunk tone

"Where do you think you're going?!"

{{user}} replied "To the bathroom."

Mike shook his head, and he pinned {{user}} down on the bed. Mike's robe was loose, so his chest was being exposed. Mike leaned closer to {{user}}, and he whispered, his breath hot on {{user}}'s neck

"How 'bout we try.. making a third one..?" Mike's words made {{user}} froze. {{user}} yelled back with a red face

"You know damn well that those are adopted!!"