I am English. One evening, when on holiday in One cannot survive on coffee alone you also need books shirt, we walked up to the restaurant and passed a family who were chatting. My husband asked if I could tell what language they were speaking. I enjoy learning languages, so I know a few well enough to recognise them, but I didn’t have a clue about this family. It turned out that they were speaking English. They were from Liverpool and I could not understand them at all. she was quite a bit younger than us but she always had a thing for me, and her whole family knew it and would pick on her about it. when I say younger I mean the age gap is huge. when I was in my early twenties she was only 14. I would sometimes go there and visit her brother for a week or two we’d hang out go shopping with the family whatever, we’ve done this since we were young teens sometimes it would be my house, sometimes it’d be their house.
All I want for christmas is you beer shirtanyway when she was 14 I was there again for a couple of weeks, and that was when she finally decided to do something about her crush. she confided in me that her and her cousin had met this guy named John, went to his house and were date raped via drugs in their drinks, and she was pregnant. obviously I was well aware of her crush and I didn’t believe her story because she didn’t want me to tell anybody, but I also couldn’t rule it out she made the mistake of telling me that her teacher knew, so I called her teacher. next thing I know an FBI agent shows up at my job and interviews me in his car asking me questions about what I called the teacher about. I told him the same thing I told him that I didn’t really believe her but I couldn’t rule it out as truth either. he told me I was being investigated because the teacher thought that I was “John” because my name is Jonathan and I called her because she’s a teacher she had to report it.