I remember that day. It was the day everything changed. I don’t really know much about myself. I mean, yeah, I know what I look like – pale skin (...though not looking like I’m dead), black hair, steel gray eyes, relatively thin figure, decent clothes (consisting mainly of the black t-shirt with a Japanese character on it in red and a pair of jeans that I wore most often).My most distinctive feature? Probably the tattoo on my arm. I don’t really know what the symbols mean, but I’m always being. The roof of the building extended over the dock. On the west end there was a standard double storefront aluminum entrance doors that opened onto a five foot concrete dock that also had half circle ramp to ground level. The ramp was four foot wide. It would make a great handicap ramp with the addition of a hand rail. There was a double tree line of Leland Cypress trees that was along side of the north property line on what ad been the old telephone right of way.The Charlie Summers house - or. "man you can't even suck cock right"I continue to sputter and gag. he finally takes his dick out for a sec still pinning me there with his legs."look again faggot"his dick is now at least 6 inches and thick as a beer can."i am not a faggot"he slaps my face and spits on me"you are too a faggot. you came in my room and started sucking my cock unprompted. that's something a faggot would do." I am no-"he slaps me again"you are a faggot but not a very good one. hell you've gotten maybe 4 of my. Jackson around, he called the office asking that I call in today as he had something for me?’ Just then Tony Jackson the principal of the school and a squash opponent and gym partner of mine stuck his head out of his office door and said ‘Come on in Jake.’ He looked pretty serious as he motioned me to sit. I asked ‘What could be so bad, I know most of the kids here and they wouldn’t get into anything serious?’ He replied ‘One of my teachers approached me this morning. She had been approached.