My dad used to be a great storyteller, especially the stories of when he was in his youth. It didn’t matter if they were exaggerated and they almost always were. Here are a few of those stories
Learning about Women
Growing up in Aigaleo, Athens my dad was a street kid. He’d often be playing in all sorts of places. He told me that he used to play in the ruins of the Acropolis. He was well known throughout his community and would make friends with everyone. He would often visit the local brothel and make friends with the women who would look after him from time to time. One time whilst talking to the courtesan a John paid a visit to the brothel. As there was no one else around to look after little Andreas he got put in the wardrobe. There he found a primary source to aid him in his sexual education through the cracks of the shutters.