Did I think that, finding myself up to my ears in shit, it was time to slow down? Nope! So, even a huge shovel won’t dig me out of the situation I managed to get myself into. Yep, that’s me. I have no speech filter at all, and it would be better for me not to open my mouth again. This is probably why I found myself in this situation. Although, this is just an assumption. How could a girl end up on top of a mountain of gold, tied up, spread out and naked? And who the hell puts up fucking posts in these mountains to tie up helpless women? Oh, I'm just wallowing in self-pity... - It's not very comfortable on gold! — I screamed at the top of my voice. A rough laugh from the depths of the prison was the only answer to my indignation. Although, I was distracted somehow. Let's go back to the beginning of this little story. Let this be a lesson to you people out there. Everything I'm about to tell you is the honest truth...Hi, my name is Lexi, and this is a story about how to (very easily) anger a reptile. This is the first part of the story about how to enrage a real dragon. And, you know, it’s actually not that difficult.

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