My origin was a bad start. You can't imagine a more spoiled rotten mean little kid than I was. My story has a villain, but no heroes. I am the villain. No matter how I spin it or excuse myself, I'll never come out remotely heroic. I'm the predator, and the characters portray my victims. You won't learn much about them. Their character development is skimpy and stereotyped. Though they were my half-siblings I never knew them well so I can't tell what I don't know.
My brother Manny and I decided to have a party. My parents had gone out and wouldn't be back until late. So my brother and I were home alone. We invited two of my girlfriends and ten guys that Manny knew to the party. It was really wild until our Parents walked in. Then things got far more weird.
I bullied her into letting me spend the night, she even told her mom that we were school friends. She knew she was going to get punished if she said yes, but I easily convinced her to let me sleep over anyway. I had been bullying her for months, making her do things like giving me her lunch or doing my homework. Tonight was different.
Mom only felt that his hands were so hot that they made her heart palpitate, and her face seemed to be burned. Who else could touch her like this except her husband? What's more, the bastard in front of her was a criminal. A police officer was actually played with her private parts by a criminal. Such a ridiculous thing... "Catch these drug dealers and avenge Li Gang!" Mom kept repeating in her heart, forcing herself not to think about what was happening in front of her. Wang Shuai excitedly rub