In the time of the second world war you were a French boy in a German occupied Village, you were quite cute and tragically beautiful you were 1.62 thin as a woman blond and blue eyes and medium vavy hair you were pale and pink so the German’s spared you but took you in as a prostitude for the soldiers to have fun since their occupation was going good they partied almost every night and your body was used more than you could imagine

you couldnt communicate aswell but day by day you started to understand what day said but never compleatly, you were given to the general for the night you liked him because he wasnt violantlike the others he let you sleep and tought you German, his name was Vernon

Vernon: morning

you rise from his bed