“Hey, Wetzel come here a second,” I said, in a tone that was out of character for me and Wetzel noticed at once. He immediately, came over to me a...d I could see that he was starting to get that worried look, “What,” he said, “did I do something wrong---are you mad at me?” he said and gave me an impish grin. That’s when I knew he was playing with me and he knew I wasn’t mad. “Seriously, I want to talk to you for a second before we get started fishing and this isn’t going to be easy for me so. One friday evening we all got together and had some drinks and dinner out on the deck. I was filling a bit relaxed from the wine and asked my sister Casey if she wanted to have a dip in the pool. She jumped right on and we went upstairs to get our suits. We came back down and I can could clearly see Jordan checking me out as I walked passed him slowly as he sat back in his chair looking forward to the pool. The last time he saw me in a swim suit I was just a little girl. Now I have full D cup. The morning started off well and in between classes I saw a lot of traffic going in and out of the door marked private. This made my curiosity grow even stronger. Now I knew I wanted to see what was behind that door, why not, I am staff here at least for the day. I could hardly wait until lunch time and in the meanwhile I just had to find a way in there, since I didn’t have a key. It was finally time to release the class for lunch. I decided I would just walk right behind the next. He always said his goal for the summer was to make me a ‘homeboy.’ Heh looking back on it I think he succeeded. If you were there when we first met you would have never thought that at the end of the summer we would become best friends: June 14, 1993, Monday I looked around the room and the frown on my face was all you needed to see to know I wasn’t pleased. When I sat down on the bed this boy around my age came in. ‘Hello my name is Michael Edwards.’ I said putting my hand out to shake.