"Let me stop in for a beer and check things out a bit."While there I meet this girl that I really thought was nice. She was very pretty, but I wasn't ...just really interested in her body. I thought she was very nice.And then I thought to myself. "How nice it is to meet a girl in California that just didn't have so many issues."So that night, I thought. "Maybe she's the one."She asked. "Would you like to go back to my place for a few drinks."I said. "Sure, I would love to."She took me back home. I was noticing a couple standing along with me, they both seems to be from a middle class family but the thing that was attracting me was her blue shining salwar kameez . She was a perfect sexy girl with right curves in her body. Soon a van arrives and me along with so many other people rush to catch a seat in it. That couple also was standing for long and they both too ruch to catch a seat but so many people want ot board the same cab and i somehow manage to get in the back seat of the cab (4. You got all that?"Simon nodded and muttered. "Thank you. I love you." And seven. You do not keep telling me you love me. If you loved me you would not have ripped the heart out of our family. You would not have made your daughter, your fucking daughter homeless. She has to change schools, move away from her friends because of you. So no, you did not love me. When you mean it, you can say it. Do you understand?"Simon nodded humbly and Rhea turned on her heels and left, two minutes after entering. The sorority adventures of an intergalactic transvestite, bit niche. Now, what's this? That is excellent. Perfect. So for one last time let's go 'to the letter'. Dear CummiesMy name is April Fool (how fortuitous is that) and today was my sixteenth birthday. What a bizarre and strange day it's been. I'm totally weirded out by the whole thing so I really hope you can help. Please. Pretty please. And pretty please with knobs on. Last night when I went to sleep mine was a normal life. A single.