"Muslim" here. Growing up in a family that is really religious, i'm really not that religious. I'm an OK looking guy and have slept with a number of girls because of that.
One night i was with a girl and she gave me a hickey. At the time I was 17 (Now 18 almost 19). I was with her from early in the day till 2 o'clock at night. We were horny as fuck and played around a lot. At one point i was having my finger in here while we were sitting in a park bench. But back to the story, she gave me a HUGE hickey. Knowing my parents they would kill me would i come home without a good story behind it.
Well 2 o'clock. Finely going back home, i need to come up with an excuse. My parents really don't tolerate shit like me coming late (they still don't). So the best thing i came up with was saying i was picked up by the police.
In the train i turned on my phone, and to no surprise my mom called me a shit ton of times. I call her up, she mad as fuck, asking where I am etc etc. I tell her i was picked up by the cops. I said i was with a friend at Amsterdam Centrum and some cops came to us. Asking for ID. I didn't have any ID i told my mom and they took me to the station. I even said that when they put me in the police car i got a black hood over my head. Told my mom the ride took like 1 hour. When they finely took it off i found myself in a room waiting for a couple hours until this fancy man came. Asking me what I was doing at Amsterdam Centrum etc etc. I kept repeating i was only 17 and wanted to go home (gotta make it sound real). After hours of waiting they finely let me go. When they did let me go i didn't recognize the neighborhood. After asking an lady she told me we were in Zaandam (I life in Amsterdam and Zaandam is hour drive away). I told her on the phone i was in the train coming back home. She said it was ok and she was waiting for me. Before entering the door i put on my hoody, in the house i didn't take it off while explaining this exact story over and over again to my parents until they believed it. They didn't see the hickey. After they believed me, i went to bed and fell asleep.
My original plan was to wake up early and go to the store and buy some make-up to hide it, but as the lazy bum i was i overslept. In the morning my mom comes in and sees the hickey. She ask WTF is that, I tell her the cops held me at my neck and probably pressed too hard. I even went as far as going behind my PC, made a fake letter from the police. And made it look like it came in our mail a couple days later. Here is a screenshot of the mail but it is all in dutch: http://i.imgur.com/y7ZcG9P.jpg
I made it look as professional as i could, my parents read it and as soon as they did i saw all there second guesses about the story fade away.
To this day, when i'm leaving the door my mom asks if i got my ID with me.
