When I met my future stepson for the first time, I was ecstatic. He’s not flamingly effeminate or anything, but he’s obviously gay. A gay stepson! What fun we can have together, giggling about boys and makeup and such. But then, after he’s officially become my stepson, I learn terrible news from his father. He’s not gay at all. He’s not even bi! Straight…I don’t believe it. The boy practically has ‘cocksucker’ written in marker on his forehead. He must just be in denial. Poor thing. It’s a good thing he has such an encouraging, open-minded stepmother like me.