I crept back onto my room. At least that confirmed my suspicions that Eric had been spying on me. At least he liked what he saw. I did have small t...its, but they were growing. Hey, I was only fourteen. I should have been mad, but I wasn’t. Maybe it’s because he spoke nicely about my body. If he would have mocked my little tits, I probably would have been mad at him.My tits are only an A-cup, but at least they were a full A. I saw some girls in gym that had little tits and they were more. 'Shit that was close,' you say to yourself inside the locked bathroom, and try to slow your breathing after splashing some cold water on your face. As is the case with most guys your age, with adolescent hormones coursing through your body on a daily basis, thoughts of sex run rampant through your mind.Masturbation was usually an easy fix to the issue, just rub one out and your were able to think clearly and go about your business for the rest of the day. But fairly recently, it was becoming. I reflected on the warning of the Guardians, a threat, an assassin. Who would want me dead, and why? Just because I had a mission, should that make me a target? The Guardian said I needed to get out of the hospital as soon as possible. I had the feeling that going home might not be the right choice. I mean they, had to have my address listed here somewhere. Plus, Calvin’s parents’ house wasn’t that big a place, just two bedrooms and one bath on a tiny lot. The yard wasn’t big enough for a dog. Phani was their only son and they wanted their family to grow. All fair expectations but no one understood Lahari’s feelings.As I was very close to their family, I used to visit them pretty much every day. As I was classed as an 18-year-old “kid”, no one bothered when I was talking to Lahari. We used to play carom board and chess. Sometimes puzzles. Over a period of time, I had become a good friend of her rather than a relative.Due to her age gap with elders in the family and her husband, she.