If You Must Lie, Be Brief

I do dry-cleaning in an army barracks and wanted to go to a party organised by a Major's son. Having no decent clothes, I was so desperate that I took those of Lieutenant Mike which was in my shop, with the intention of washing it after.
So I got to the party and saw lots of young people mingling. Seems the devil was after me, as I unknowingly ended up chatting with Lieutenant Mike's daughter. In an attempt to impress, I kept on telling outlandish lies. At a point she said we should take some pictures together, and since I was feeling myself, I agreed.
Thirty minutes later and after countless lies, I saw her Dad walk in with a couple of soldiers behind. I tried to quickly leave, saying I needed to get something outside but she choosed that moment to hug me, claiming she found me fascinating.
And that was how Lieutenant Mike walked up and she greeted him warmly. Next thing I knew the soldiers behind him descended on me and dragged me out where I learnt the lesson that if I must lie, I should be brief.