Chapter 33 - Chapter 33

As much as I loved my parents I respected their views. In all I did, in the manner I carried myself I aimed to implement the lessons they taught me. They were the kind of people who believed that being genuine was best over blindly following the ways of the world. My mother in particular planted the idea in my head never to just spread my legs for just anyone, she took care of the flowers budding in my mind by telling me within my skin was gold and that I give parts of who I was to those who earned it.