Spying on the Alpha son's phone

My family and I are on a month-long trip to Salt Bay. Me, my wife, our daughter, and... Our son Joe... Who's completely in charge of the family until we leave this bullshit God-forsaken Orphantown shitty fuckin...

I know, I KNOW. We had to come here, it's for work. I didn't think it'd be this bad, but... Yeah.

Anyway, since we come from somewhere SANE, where sons DON'T boss around their dads, I have a bunch of parental controls enabled on Joe's phone. I turned off the obvious "only two hours of games" kinda stuff, but I can still see everything he's up to, and he's none the wiser. At least I can control that much, eh?

Turns out it's more of a curse than a blessing, though. I was looking through his snapchats, and...

After that he started messaging his friend Carlton from back home. Snapchat has real chatting now? Makes sense, I suppose.

I didn't see too much of Joe for the next few days. He was off making friends and fucking women with obscene body mods... At the time, I figured the less he's around the better, right?

My daugher STILL can't walk right... Partly because of the big gross implants she's wobbling around with, and partly because of all the anal.

Fuck Joe, and fuck Salt Bay. Can't wait until we get out of here.