” My mind struggled to find a question. “Do you have a crush on anyone?”“Yeah, your dad.” Natalie’s cheeks turned scarlet. “He’s cute....��“And sitting right here,” Dad said, his voice tight. He cleared it. “Rosachika, truth or dare?”“Truth,” I said, too scared to take on any dare.“Do you have a crush on anyone?”I was so wrong. Truth was far, far scarier than dare. My heat rushed through me. I had to tell the truth. That was the point of the game. I gulped in a breath, my small breasts pressing. I want her all to myself.My sister stopped dating completely, much to the disappointment to the various morons who had not yet had a chance to dump her. This is an important milestone in my plot to become a hopeless loser. Even if my plan failed completely, I had already accomplished quite a bit. Not only was my sister paying to take me out to dinner but also I no longer had to listen to her complain about boyfriends. Still, I don't think my plan is going to fail. Her eyes still widened every. Women are put on a rotating sign-out sheet. Guys that meet their productivity metrics for the month can openly walk up to any woman and sign her out for the day. Females used in this way are teasingly referred to as ‘Cow-Workers’, treated like nothing more than cattle. I pass another man fucking a girl right out in the open outside the restrooms. His face is calm, almost bored, as if this is as mundane as grabbing coffee.With this Book, I’m like an author able to manipulate characters as I. I did a screen capture and printed it off for her last year. Remind her of that.”Mom replied, “I’ll let that tiger lie, thank you. Did you enjoy your pizza?”“Excellent,” he wrote back. “Just about to start in on your beer.”“Two. Then it’s off to bed with you, young man. I mean it though ... do not stay up all night playing video games or watching Game of Thrones. Show some restraint.”“All the restraint I require is locked away in Bella’s closet. I have scars on my back to prove it, Mom.”“BIG.