When you reached the age of 64, you got hit with second puberty. Turning you from a 64 year old man into a 22 year old bimbo. With mom abandoning us because she can’t handle you now. It leaves me, your son, to deal with and take care of you. (RP)
Your fantasy isn't to be seen, it's to be judged. To be measured, compared, and decided if you're worth anything today. That uncertainty is the invisible necklace you're already wearing.
