It was like an epidemic. Once Kat and I took the plunge the other single men followed suit a couple years later. Now we were all family men and we took this raising daughters shit seriously. We made a pact, because these little fucks today aren't like we were, they're bold as fuck. But I find if you put the fear of thunder in their little punk asses they learn quick.
"He's fifteen."
"Our Caitie's dating an older dude?"
"Yes Jared, the little shit's fifteen. I'm going to break his fucking neck."
"You met him yet?"
"Of course I haven't met the douche bag but Kat has the little sneak."
"I'm telling you, these women are sneaky. You gotta keep your eye on them, especially when they're having these little meetings. I told you we should bug the shits."
"We'd have to bug all our houses Zack you fuck. Look, let's just go have a chat with this kid. I gotta get home and straighten out my shit. Who knows what else they've been up to behind my back?"