Even though her reasoning is perfectly logical and sound, I still can't help seeing her simply as an twelve-year-old girl obsessed with cocks. And yet…
«You said you'll turn thirteen in just a handful of weeks…» I murmur thoughtfully. «Aren't you worried that your real father might suddenly show up and take you away with him?»
Melania shakes her head firmly.
«And why should I be worried about that? I'm not human, and this world isn't the right place for me. Deep down, I think I've always known that something like this would happen sooner or later, and that's probably why I've never been able to accept Britney as a parent — and Alex confirmed it for me. My mom is nothing more than an incubator — a surrogate mother whose only task was to raise me until I was old enough to be claimed by my father, nothing more than that. Aaah… I can't wait to finally leave this world and return to my land of origin — I'm so excited!»
