I just wanted to fit in.Everybody else had these great storiess of things they did with theirbest friends, when they were kids. I've never had a best...friend so Imade up stuff about me and you. I don?t blame you if you hate me for it.I was going to tell you but I kept wimping out. That's the other reasonI didn't I was back. I was too ashamed.?I paused to consider what he?d said. As Alex, I?d been throughsomething similar/. Everything about me was made up. My birthcertificate, my school. On the massive bed were 5 scantily clad girls. Jason's jaw dropped at the sight."Greetings, Master!" said the 5 girls at the same time"Master? What is going on?" asked Jason"Jason, what do you know about your father?" asked Emma"My mom told me that he was some sort of businessman that wasn't ready for marriage" said Jason"While that is true, there is more, your father was the head of a large conglomerate with businesses all over the globe, your mother lived in this mansion when she was a member. Und die Nachtschwester, die heute abend ganz alleine Dienst hatte, war ein so scharfer Feger, dass sie jedem Pornofilm der Extraklasse gut zu Gesicht gestanden hätte. Sie hatte schulterlanges blondes Haar, welches leicht gelockt war und hatte ein wunderschön geschnittenes Gesicht. Ein kleiner, unauffälliger Nasensticker verlieh ihr trotzdem etwas leicht anzügliches. Am Ende ihrer ultralangen Beine trug sie oberhalb des rechten Fußes ein kleines Fußkettchen. Außerdem war sie gut gebräunt da sie. Inoticed the guys looking at me as they walked past. "Why are they allstaring at me?" They see a beautiful young woman, it's natural for them to look andappreciate such beauty. That's how I felt when I was your age." Don't they have anything better to do? It's kind of creepy." If they bother you then pretend to look at them like something nasty youjust stepped on. It's more effective than it sounds."We finished lunch and went back to shop. Forget my monthly alcoholicsanonymous meetings;.