Being a wrestler at my high school kept me strong, in good shape and able to pick up my women like rag dolls. When I picked her up I didn’t bother g...oing into the dinning and putting her on the table …I picked her up under her large thighs and my mom wrapped her arms around my neck…Then I moved over and pushed her against the fridge and started pounding her hard…and harder…and harder until she started screaming…“OHH BABY!! YYYYYYEEEEESSSSSSSSSS FUCK ME! FUCK YOUR MOMS JUICY CUNT HARDER. On a Sunday we always had a big lunch, one of the guests was a so called "uncle". I liked him, he was good fun and we had a rough and tumble, usually on the grass to the side of our house, and out of site of anybody else. This particular day I was only wearing shorts and a tee shirt, the fun began, him picking me up and wrestling me to the ground. To my surprise his hand went up my shorts, he touched my penis, he didn't move his hand , it felt quite warm . I began to get an erection. This was. Soon I was in his home and to my horror and I felt a sick feeling in my tummy. The old fart suggested he could spank me with his paddle for my prank., But, it would be panties down affair. This is was not fair and I adamantly refused. At that moment when my dad’s phone was about to be rung my situation became clear and his proposal to punish me himself made better sense. My dad would ground me and enforce sitting on the end of my bed at attention when Iwasn’t on duty in the kitchen. We had. It wasn't fair. None of it was.He'd been working at this women's clothing store for a week now. Not bychoice, of course. When the cops caught him tagging up those oldapartment buildings on Reed Street, they hauled him in front of a judge.Leo didn't personally think that tagging some broken down buildings thatno one even lived in anymore was worth a court appearance: a slap on thewrist, maybe, or maybe even some gratitude for making the area lookbetter.Instead, the judge ordered to him to pay.