Some people are so immature. Literally nobody has tried to touch my belly except a cowoker and she…

Some people are so immature. Literally nobody has tried to touch my belly except a cowoker and she asked first so I don't really count that - until last night. My husband and I went to watch the fights at his friends house and we took my step son knowing he'd pass out in the guest room until we left.

Halfway through his friend is so bombed he starts mooning all the people on the couch including my 7 year old step son. Fine. I let it slide since the kid sees worse on TV and he didn't seem to be paying attention since he had his iPad. Finally the little guy poops out and goes to lay down at about 10pm.

When the fights are over I wait for my husband to get his boy and I tell his raunchy drunk friend he needs to take it down a notch because THE 7 YEAR OLD IS COMING BACK DOWNSTAIRS! He tells me "shame on me he would never say anything his dad wasn't already saying and now he has another kid to look out for" and grabs my arms and tries to paw at my belly. I spin away and he comes up on me and tries to grab me again!

Oh man. Lets just say he's lucky I didn't put him in a damn arm bar.