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I passed out.

As I did, my life began to flash before my eyes…

But it wasn’t a past I remembered, rather…it was one I had forgotten;

I wasn't always a poor humble photographer trying to make ends meet.

I was the son of an oil baron and, as the first son, heir to my family's business.

Not only that, I was never worried about how attractive I was. In fact, back then, I used to beat off ladies with a stick (not literally, of course) just to keep them from getting anywhere near me.

Iwas a playboy.

There wasn't any woman who didn't want me.

On my business trips, I'd have at least four women on me fighting for a turn to please me.

And I wasn't alone…

I had my twin brother Blake with me.

He was the younger twin and part of the family business. We were thick as thieves back then. Funny enough, we did everything together.

I remember one time we visited Las Vegas, the city of sinners, and boy did we sin.

Blake was as built as I was.

We were alike in almost every facial and physical way.

When women saw us combined, we were unstoppable.

Then how did I forget everything? How did I start life from zero and as a wimp?

Well, it started 3 years ago;

“Bro, we have to check out Las Vegas,” Blake said as he walked into my office. “Oh, I see you're busy.”

I was making out with my secretary, who was already underdressed.

“Sir, your brother is here. Can I go, please?” She pleaded but didn't attempt to move.

“Well, it's nothing he hasn't seen before,” I said as I kissed her neck.

“Mmm, sir,” she moaned as I pulled down her bra and groped her breasts.

“So what's that about Las Vegas?” I asked Blake without averting my attention from the girl squirming under my grasp.

“Well, father wants us to check out some of the investors there,” he replied. “A lot of money to be made, my good man. Hunter has already made inquiries and settled most of the deal.”

“How much are we looking at here?” I said, then lifted the girl.

As she got on her feet, I pulled up her skirt, revealing her bubble butt. Ready for a spanking.

I spanked her.

“24 billion dollars,” he said as my secretary moaned.

I whistled. “Man, that's a lot. Dad's going to be so proud.”


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