Jack Smith, 40 year old government worker

A/N inspired by Guforess storyline.

Your name is Jack Smith, a nearly 40 year old government worker in the field of cybersecurity. Yes, your name is the quintessential pseudonym of anonymity in America. Who names their kid Jack when your last name is Smith? Apparently your parents do. They must have a sick sense of humor or something. Anyway, your pay isn't as great as working for some big name company, but as the tech sector continues to lay off better talent than the likes of you; you're the one laughing all the way to the bank with your steady paycheck. The benefits are great too, with an honest to God pension at the end of it, but that's a long ways off.

Overall you have a decent life, albeit boring and lonely. Your controlling bitch of an ex wife told you she had enough of your so-called selfishness after your forgot a simple task of filling up the water filter. Straw, camel's back, and all that. She moved out immediately after the incident without another word, and served you divorce papers within 2 days. It was a long and painful divorce. The worst part is she ran off with your son, and the judge you got was a feminist bitch who gave your ex everything she asked for and more. You were lucky to come out of it with the clothes on your back, roof over your head, and a tiny bit of your meager paycheck after she got both alimony and child support.

You never really recovered from that blow. You didn't go back to the dating scene at all. Hell, who'd want to date a fat, balding guy like you who doesn't even do anything interesting. But that was several years ago now. You've finally recovered financially from the divorce proceedings, paying the lawyers 30 grand, and got a few promotions and raises to stuff your paycheck.

So one night when you stumbled upon AWIO on the Internet, you were intrigued and read up about it. Something about sponsoring a monster girl from the old world, in your home, as part of a cultural exchange program. You decide to take a few days and think about it, as you tend to do.

Several days later at work, your mind is distracted by the thought of monster girls. Your boss comes by as you space out, taking you by surprise. "Hey Jack. You doin' okay today?" He asks.

"Oh, yeah, sorry boss. I'll be okay, just have a lot on my mind." You reply.

Your boss raises an eyebrow. "Oh? What's on your mind?"

You tell him your word which he is aware of, but when you mention AWIO, he perks up. "Thinking about becoming a sponsor then? It's a great choice. I've been a sponsor for a while myself. Say, why don't you come over tonight for dinner if you're still on the fence. Arowyn will be happy to answer your questions."

You nod, "That sounds... good, honestly. It will be nice to get a first hand recounting of the experience from their perspective. Thanks." You say with smile.

"You bet. See you at 6pm." Your boss replies as you turn back to your desk and get to work with a positive upbeat.