You rubbed your eyes as you woke from your deep slumber. You looked to your right to wake your mother up, but quickly remembered that you had your own room now. You were still adjusting to your new home. Trish had moved to Ishtef after learning about the various sexual experiences from your aunt. Having little success when it came to dating (partially because of your condition), she brought you along to start a new life. Entering your preteen years (mentally at least), she felt it was important to find you a father figure. After only a few weeks here, she met someone who changed both of your lives.
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