He continued to grow bigger and stronger than his peers. He wasn't as smart as most of them but he got along with many of them regardless of his shyne...ss.Then came the fateful day when the coach walked into the showers to get the guys to stop clowning around. He saw Ed delaying his own shower until the others had left. He'd pushed the boy into the room and told him to get to it. Red faced, Ed hung up his towel and stepped into the shower. The room went silent until the coach's voice boomed. "Hey, where're you goin', li'l buddy?" he asked, slurring his words. He and Mike had consumed at least two pitchers of beer while waiting on their little brother to lose his virginity."She's hurt!" Sean exclaimed. "Somebody's hurting her!"He tried to pull free and go rescue Béla."It's okay, li'l buddy," Pat said, holding on tight, "it's what she does. Right, Mike?"Mike nodded agreement."But she's in there alone! With all those men..." Sean cried, then suddenly stopped, realizing his brothers. I will call him Bradley, or Brad for short.He was a wonderful actor and the movie he was in would turn out to be a cult classic in later years. I didn’t know his name so in those days you could write to any of the TV guides and ask questions. Living in Toronto, we had the Sun and the Star. Both also had TV guides. I don’t remember which I wrote to, but I said that I loved this movie and really loved the actor in it. About a month later I was checking again to see if my letter was in there. They. I did hear, of course, that they were planning to be out until two, probably three in the morning. All I could think about was, please leave, please leave.So, a while after they left, we had a New Year's celebration with their kids with noisemakers and balloons and stuff followed by some ice cream. They did lots of running around as we hoped they would be tired and sleep soundly, leaving us to our long-anticipated time together. We even kept them up after their normal bedtime.While we waited.