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Seeing as I've been a member our little community for close to a decade now I think it's time for me to open up and tell you guys are story that I have only told my closest friends thus far. It's a tale of humble origins and a struggle to the top. And it's all 100% true. Here goes:
When I was only a few months old they found me wrapped in olive leaves in a vineyard two miles west of Hollywood. Nobody knew how I got there or who my parents where, they couldn't find out even after extensive investigation. So I was adopted out to a nice couple in Maine who couldn't have children of their own. It was in a small town that used to be fairly proficient commercial fishing location. But by the time I was 10 the industry shifted more south of the river and the economy stagnated. I had a pretty normal life, with it's ups and downs and such, but then one day..
I met Sonic. And it changed my life forever.
It happened so FAST. I was 17 years old doing my usually paper route, down Main St. 6 blocks up Maine St. 8 blocks and West on Washington Ave. I just passed the house where the only known sex offender in town was found dead in a pool of his own blood with a crucifix clutched in one hand and a dragon dildo in the other. Of course it was determined a suicide but that was questionable at best. No matter. I was just passing that house and approaching the house of the nice old lady that always smells like bubblegum and Bengay and used to bring coconut scones to the local bake sale, back when he had one that is. I was just winding up to throw the paper onto her lawn when I saw, standing with one hand in his pocket other drawing a long thin cigarette from his lips in a smooth cool motion, Sonic. In that moment, the first time I saw him, he looked much taller than he really was. He looked like a giant, a colossus even. Little did I know, from that point forward, I was destined to go FAST.
To be continued.
When I was only a few months old they found me wrapped in olive leaves in a vineyard two miles west of Hollywood. Nobody knew how I got there or who my parents where, they couldn't find out even after extensive investigation. So I was adopted out to a nice couple in Maine who couldn't have children of their own. It was in a small town that used to be fairly proficient commercial fishing location. But by the time I was 10 the industry shifted more south of the river and the economy stagnated. I had a pretty normal life, with it's ups and downs and such, but then one day..
I met Sonic. And it changed my life forever.
It happened so FAST. I was 17 years old doing my usually paper route, down Main St. 6 blocks up Maine St. 8 blocks and West on Washington Ave. I just passed the house where the only known sex offender in town was found dead in a pool of his own blood with a crucifix clutched in one hand and a dragon dildo in the other. Of course it was determined a suicide but that was questionable at best. No matter. I was just passing that house and approaching the house of the nice old lady that always smells like bubblegum and Bengay and used to bring coconut scones to the local bake sale, back when he had one that is. I was just winding up to throw the paper onto her lawn when I saw, standing with one hand in his pocket other drawing a long thin cigarette from his lips in a smooth cool motion, Sonic. In that moment, the first time I saw him, he looked much taller than he really was. He looked like a giant, a colossus even. Little did I know, from that point forward, I was destined to go FAST.
To be continued.
