Step Santa and Petting the Prefix

12/28/18 I just received a gift from my {step}mother, Only three days late this year. It's a Santa Claus soap dispenser... with a twirl and a twist. I used to own it well over twenty years since. It has yellowing soap still clogging the spigot... *****, you've even treated old Saint Nick like a {step}, How true to your form and fitting that is. {Step} Santa was more of a message than a gift. After all, I've been a half-assed {step}son at best. but {step}mother you must admit, I was always your third-class citizen. From the brackish affection, impish rags you stapled to my rear, Minor infractions swiftly met with a belt called, I'll bring you to your tears. You were the metal toothed snapper in the pond of my youth. If you deny me this, then you're an abuser of the worst kind an abuser of the truth! For the most part, I've freeze dried your slipperiness, I think {step} is a glacier cold but the perfect prefix.