Over the last year, I've downloaded some interesting details. For instance, my bio-father's last name was Abdulatem. Funny coincidence, huh?Actually, ...o. It's my Dad being ironic. Using my real last name to hide my adopted one. I don't think he knows I remember it. But really; I was young, not stupid. I knew my name and becoming a Kaiba didn't make me forget it.'Abdulatem' is not a common name in Japan. In fact, it's not common anywhere. It's Coptic, from Egypt — like Isis, another coincidence.. .She was getting it so fucking hard.It was absolutely incredible.So when we were finished she asked me to leave asap.And she called me in the evening and saidMaaya:Ye aaj hua lekin ab ni hoga firse..galti thee ye and all.I tried to convince her but she didn’t agree.Me:Okay as you say. And from that,we haven’t talked to each other in that way.It’s our dirty little secret.Amd whenever I go to her place to chill with her son,she never comes to us to talk or anything.It was a one time experience. I moonlight as a personal shopper for the well-to-do, but this is my passion and my calling.You see, I really did die that night. John Garson, driven businessman, raconteur, incipient alcoholic, is no more. He died when I accepted my death on that rooftop. I go by Jay Garson now. I'm quieter. I still have my sense of humor, but I don't need to be the center of events. One glass of wine is enough for dinner, no nightcaps need apply. I'm content to enjoy life as it comes. I date occasionally, but. Finally 5 rolled around and I had dressed my slim 5’5” frame, small but perky breasts and tight ass, in my favorite skin tight skinny jeans that showed off all that my long lean legs had to offer, black high heels heals, and a sheer low cut white shirt, all over a sexy black bra and thong set that I had just gotten from Victoria’s Secret. I thought it had just the right amount of sex appeal for our date. At a little after 5 I heard the door bell ring and I made my way over to the door. I.