If I did that it would make me no different than my father. So, where do I begin? I’ll start at the absolute beginning, when I was born. My mother a...d father had a difficult time conceiving me. No one’s to blame really but it took over a year of trying for my mother to get pregnant. All of my family’s money couldn’t make it happen. Oh, we had a lot of money. We were very rich. My father is Ezekiel Bloom and he owned just about the whole town we lived in and ran several businesses around the. How was he getting home, I wondered until I realized thathe was planning on staying over?Helen and I were fairly wasted from drinking all night and the tequilashots in the Limo and I didn't realize that Helen invited him to spendthe night until afterward. Inside, Harley helped himself to another drinkas Helen took me upstairs to our bedroom."Baby, I should have asked you, but I invited Harley to spend the nightwith us, we were having so much fun I didn't want it to stop, are you OKif he stays?". We'll have to do that too next time we get together, won't we. We'd better get out now though; I'm sure it must be nearly your taxi time."Harry was almost dressed when the doorbell rang. Jenny laughed and answered the door naked to the taxi driver. Harry heard a sort of strangled gasp as the driver saw her in the doorway. He dashed downstairs, kissed and groped her quickly and jumped into the cab."Bloody Hell," said the driver as he drove away. "You see some things in this job but that's the. ‘Yeah, seeing them just brought back a lot of memories.’ ‘So which one did you date?’ ‘Neither of them. They all share a place in my heart.’ ‘What was it like being in school with them?’ ‘The best, I just felt like what they were offering was to good to be true I got scared and ran.’ ‘What the fuck was they offering?’ ‘In college we all shared an apartment me and them all of them. I was like the Mom of the house cooked cleaned we all had our moments of attitudes and what not but they all made.