So am in search for women who are willing to go on a date with me. No strings attached. Coming to the story, I was doing my graduation in my hometown ...hich is a small town near Vijayawada. I was known to most in my college as I was good looking and had a big friend circle. We used to sit in the last row of the class and used to chit chat most of the time.One of my friends introduced me to one of the girl in the class (As I was shy to speak to girls at that time, I haven’t met her even as she. I was just walking through the kitchen door when I heard Jaz."You're walkin' funny again, Mom. Did you fall onto the bar on your bike like I did?" No, Jaz. It's just an adult thing. I'll be walking fine in a few days."Les chimed in "We'll all be walking better in a few days, Jaz."I checked out the kitchen. Jaz was sat at the table with his bowl of Trix. I don't care what Mom makes for breakfast, he has to have his Trix.Les and Sam were on either side of him on the bench drinking coffee with. Ashriel had to admit, the weredragon’s face was a very nice shade of purple, although it did clash with his crazy red hair. No one should have hair that color. It was absolutely scandalous, sinful. “God, what did you do?” a feminine voice demanded behind him. Ashriel stiffened. Oh, no. He wasn’t prepared to face her yet. Perhaps if he just kept his back to her, ignored her, she’d go away. Anniel stepped around him. She was tall for an Edenian female, though she still came up to his nose. She. They started almost immediately, including some over-the-top remarks. She saw the term 'MILF' over and over asking what it stood for. After I told her, she sat down to watch the blogs and whispered to me, "They all think I'm hot, don't they?" You don't have to whisper Mom, they can't hear you," I said."Sorry honey. This is exciting. You make money doing this ... how much?" Two thousand dollars a week. Sometimes more." Why do you work for your father on weekends?" Because he likes having me.