Later I started making fake checks. around this time I realized I look quite old for my age. This helped me become a fake pilot.
I got a fake uniform and fake identification papers. Being a pilot was a great job. It helped me get girls which I like. I also didn't mind all the money I got from fake checks.
I was happy for the time being, but I could never settle down or I would be caught. I could never escape my past, this caused me to always be on the run picking up new jobs. I lost a lot of good relationships because of my profession. Including my fiance my wonderful Rosie.
Many of the jobs that I picked up required me to lie to get them like pilot, doctor, and I even got to work in law.
One thing I was missing as a pilot was a crew, so I fooled flight students into believe that they were ad models for my company while in reality they looked like my crew. We got to travel the world.
I was eventually caught. I was placed in a prison in France. Its was horrid. I slept on the cold hard floor there was nothing in the room but a bucket for my waste. There was lice, fecal matter, and maggots all over me and the room. I could barley stand up straight in the small prison cell.