Everybody has a day that changes their life. For me it was like any other day, except it ended stuck to a man while he emptied his sperm in me. I won't say it was the first time I found myself stuck to a man, but it was the first time I was stuck to a man who left his sperm in me and my life changed. Well, on second thought, I better say it was the fist time I was stuck to a man.

For the next several years I had to dedicate myself to raising his little urchin, who was all testosterone. His help to me was with a house and the bills. But otherwise, he left me to deal with his product. When this thing grows inside of you and this thing sucks life out of you to live, you sort of get attached to it, even if that was not your plan. This little urchin, his product, got named Salvatore, or Sal for short.

When Sal was five I found myself in a predicament again. Same thing, you get stuck to a man and he leaves his calling mark in you and the next thing you know you are growing another urchin for him. This time the urchin turned out to be female. This she urchin, his product, got named Anastasia, Ana for short.

Two urchins. That was enough of growing urchins for this man. Well I did my best. Sal grew up to be a firefighter. Ana grew up to be a nurse. Sal doesn't let men get close to Ana, lest she get stuck to one and he leaves her in the lurch. Ana complains. But I tell her my story. Sal is right. First things first. And first there is a ring. And then there is a wedding. And then, and only then, does a man have the right to get stuck to Ana. And if some idiot doesn't think that is the way it works, then Sal is going to set him straight.

And if Sal doesn't get to him first, her father is right behind Sal, because one thing is messing with the girl next door and another is someone messing with his daughter.