“I want it to show that I am a starting freshman, and I am going to say that I am 19 years old. I don’t want anyone to know that I am 29 years old... So please don’t be mad of what I want to do because I am already getting a fake I.D saying that I am 19 years of age. Just don’t tell father about it okay, Rajah.” “Aright Jasmine, but just so you know that the school is the only people who will know your real age, but everyone else you talk to will know what you tell them. So you better start. She was short and stout. Theyears had definitely caught up with her. I could feel her eyes checkingme out. If I was ever going to be made, it was now."I just adore that gown." she said to me with a spark in her voice,"Where did you get it?" I ordered it off of the internet," I answered. I didn't want tomention the site since it would be an obvious giveaway. What wouldhappen if she went to the Glamour Boutique's web site?"Is this seat taken?" questioned a lady who had just approached. Josie: No offence Josh but this is what you always suggest to us every time it's Halloween.Sabrina: Yes JoshJosh: But it's tradition.Reggie: A tradition that only you cherish.Archie: Reggie is right! Besides, all the stories we tell are made-up and not real.Josh: Ok. Does anyone know if this town has any real story, like say someone got murdered or stuff like that?Archie: Our town is relatively a peaceful one, compared to many other towns.Josh: So you guys say we show up for Jeff's party.. The vineyard was only a short distance from where I lived, cycling distance.My co-workers were Hispanic seasonal workers, 20 to 30-ish years old. The guy in charge of the 4-man gang that I was allocated to was a tall muscular Afro-American named Joseph. They were all friendly in a controlled way. Smiling and being nice to me. I was at that time naïve inexperienced to understand the signals they were sending out. Over flowing with testosterone and away from their women, an 18-year-old slim white.