Every weekend my step-dad leaves my step-brother and I treats. He has done this for as long as I can remember. This week he brought home two beautiful cupcakes from a nearby bakery. I couldn't fight bringing them both to my room and scarfing them down before my step-brother found out. Oops, He found out as I was halfway into my yummy red velvet cake and pretty much done with his lemon chiffon. I offered him the crumbs and maybe a taste of my cake, or not. I didn't owe him anything because I had something on him. I knew something that would get him in much more trouble than me eating his weekend treat. I know he watches me when I shower. He probably touches himself while he peeks through the door. If our parents knew he spied on me and touched himself while thinking perverted thoughts of me, he would be on lock down for weeks so that's why I had no problem eating his cupcake plus mine today.