Well, to each their own, as Aunt Cathy often said.Jessie cut across the oval, where an exceedingly violent game of football was in full swing. She kne...w many of the boys by sight now; most of them went to St Patrick's over on Lincoln Road. Lanky Irish lads with chestnut hair and about six zillion freckles. The majority were Jessie's age, though she'd noticed a few older guys chasing the ball lately; kids from St Paddy's ninth grade, she judged. Seemed to be more every week.She skirted around the. Ok, ok. My real major was in hotel and restaurant management. The partying was what I did when I should have been studying.I was also working at Eskimo Joes; a well known and popular college hang out as a bouncer. The bouncers rotated through different stations in the building to do their job. We served at the doors to verify ID's and wandered through the crowd to be sure nothing untoward occurred. There was an upstairs in the bar and one of us was always stationed near the head of the stairs. I was a typical lad of 13yrs old you know getting taller,hair underarms,hard-ons and of cause something I wasn't bad at wanking, along with sport and hanging out with the guys at school. I had 2 sisters older than me Chelsea 16 and Mandy 18, they where no fun as all they where into was clothes and make up.My parents where ok dad was a bit modern and mum was well cool always wearing the latest fashions, right thats a bit about my family let the story begin. I lay in my bedroom one day reading a. We got home and Choua helped Nou to bed I just went to my room. After about half an hour, Choua came to me and asked for me to keep my ears on Nou while she showered. I got up and looked at Nou, she was sound asleep. I didn’t change my covers yet so I just slept in the living room. Choua must of thought I was in my room because when she came out of the showers she was only in a towel. She walked to the kitchen to grab a drink. She turned the lights on and I sat up to look at her. As she started.