En cours de chargement...
I had a secret. A dark secret that no one but me knew about. I don't know how I acquired it or why, but I just have a "way" with women. They let me do anything I want to them. Anything. It doesn't matter how absurd they just let me do it. Playing poker? I can snatch a card out of their hand and replace it with one I want. See a hot lady on the street? I can steal a kiss and feel like a thief in the night. They didn't react.
In fact, they did the opposite: they pretended I didn't even exist. At least I "think" they pretended. Maybe they didn't even see me. However, now that I was a bit older, I was starting to want something more than just a stolen kiss.