Recently my dad decided I shouldn't live with him anymore, and I decided to move in with my mom. By the way, my parents are divorced, but both are remarried. I drove over to my dads today to pick up a light that I made in school when I was younger, but it was my favorite thing in my room. I never told my dad when I was coming over to get it, and I think you can already assume what happens here. As I went to unlock the door, I heard a loud shriek. I opened the door to probably the most disturbing sight I've ever seen in my life. I really do think it was the worst possible moment in my life, and I feel like I'm suffering somewhat of PTSD now. Of course right on the floor in my living room was my dad with a t-shirt on and no pants (and a full hard on, trust me not what I wanted to fucking see right after a long day of school), and next to him by now since they both panicked, was my step mom fully naked, out of breathe with one of my Hawaiian shirts on that I left at the house, and sunglasses on. As my dad was trying to explain what happened, I ran to my room and left without saying a word. I have no idea if my dad has some sort of fetish for dressing up for the beach or something but now I know to not go back for the shirt at some point.
TLDR: Don't ever leave things behind when you move out.
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