Congratulations. You’ve gotten on your stepmom’s last nerve. Since you moved back home, I’ve had to deal with your blatant disrespect daily, and I’m sick of it. You think you’re so special just because you happened to be in my husband’s life before he ever met me? No. You need to be humbled, stupid boy, and I know just the thing to do it. Lucky for me, my bladder feels quite full right now. It’s the perfect time for your first lesson in respect. You’re going to get on your knees, open your mouth, and take everything I give you. And later, whenever I need the toilet in a different way, you’re going to do the same. Nothing brings a bratty boy off his high horse better than being his stepmom’s toilet bowl.