Weeks went by with me hoping, well, longing for him to reveal his love for me, something that I knew would never happen. My mate James invited me to ...a party that was going on in his house. His parents had left his older brother in charge while they went away and in usual style, he threw a party. In case Hunter was going I showered for about an hour, changed my clothes too many times, even for a gay man, took ages to do my hair and finally headed out to the party of the year.The house was. I was fourteen and so was my cousin, Frank, who was also my best friend. We both had girlfriends, mine was Lisa, Frank's was Amy, and, like us, they were also fourteen.Frank and I even kind of look alike, we could be brothers, both five-seven, short brown hair, brown eyes, Frank is a bit more muscular than I am, he does work out some.Lisa, my girlfriend, is five-four, blond hair she wears either down or in a pony tail, very pretty, and her boobs are stunning. She's a 34-B cup and they stand. K.a. downtown), and I was flying it at about eight hundred feet and 30 mph, to let people see me reasonably clearly and to give time for word to get out so I wouldn't have to hang around the CBD waiting for the news organizations to get their people aloft.It took a surprisingly short time for them to react, as I saw the first two helicopters coming my way only ten minutes after I'd taken flight. They were rapidly approaching from the same direction, and were both media choppers, something I. That gave me some, even if very vague, but some hope.The following morning I was woken by a girl who looked tired, and wore much too much make-up. She was slim and could not have been more than fourteen years old. There was one guard by the door who talked to her in Spanish. I understood that she was supposed to take care of the wounds on my back. Then he turned to me and used probably half of the English vocabulary he knew."Your nueva puta."That was how Sofia was introduced to me. She looked.