She, Asta Elmarta, the ugly little duckling, had just had her wisdom teeth out, and though as far as she could tell looking at her reflection in the window glass she had not become a swan, she felt a certain swell of pride to know that she couldn't be called little anymore. She was finding the whole process very interesting, even now that it was done. For a start, she'd never been drunk or even tipsy before, and that Valium was something else. But more than that, this was one of the traditional coming-of-age experiences, and she had missed most of those that weren't directly connected to her physiology. She grinned as broadly as she could with a rubber prop in her mouth. She had passed the universally recognized dental mark of maturity. All she had to do now was sit her exams and get laid.

Well then… this is the start of my story. Didn’t I mention? I am writing one! Unfortunately it’s all in Lithuanian and I hate translating. This time big thanks goes to my cousin. She said there were five mistakes in this one. I’m getting better… Anyways, let me know about your existence.

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