Excerpt from memoirs(page 39):
“I felt a bit nauseous the first time I pulled her from under the sheets to lay her head on my pillow giving her a kiss goodnight as I drifted back off to my dreams and a load of my semen appeared to be drooling from the corner of her mouth. Indian sex But who’s to say they noticed me for me and not just some chick who hangs out here too often? Does my father know that I know? I speak my mind now as if I truly have something to say. At age fifteen I finally ran across his memoirs after two years of sneaking around his office. I speak my mind now as if I truly have something to say. I miss them but I will never let them know, never let them see me again or even confirm that I am alive beyond a shadow of a doubt.
