He had always tried to set the example of the strong hard working and most importantly loyal black man. Here he was in a drunken state letting another...man take the fall for his crime. The bottle kept calling to him. He picked it up and in a rage smashed it against the wall.In that moment he decided that he needed to go to the police station and hand himself in. He was still drunk as he stumbled his way across the city to the station. The duty officer ignored his confession and he was treated as. My hips started raising off the blanket keeping time with my pumping fingers. I was so engrossed, I never heard the car pull in the drive- way next door at Annie’s house, and was completely unaware that I was being watched by a pair of very masculine, and very familiar, eyes. Bob stood there watching me, not believing his luck at finding me outside and alone so late at night. He had finished his business early and had been able to take an earlier flight home. He hadn’t told his. Ty's cousin Larry visited him that spring. He was about 14 or 15,bigger and older than the rest of us boys in the neighborhood. A bitslow-witted, he wasn't as smart as us younger boys about schoolthings, or at least, he took a long while thinking about the answers. He was good natured, and would play with us younger k**s, unlike someof the older teens we knew.All of us boys, Tony and Tommy, Ty and Kyle, Jack and I, were togetherwith Larry behind our barn, talking about girl and boy bodies, and. I’ll begin with the first time, no sex, just petting of our upper bodies.*ding dong* The doorbell rang. I was prepared that if any of my neighbours had seen her entering and started gossiping, I would tell them that Tricia was my tuition student. Tricia stood at the door, 1.50m in height, shoulder length hair, 32A breasts, white blouse, blue skirt, ankle socks and school shoes.After some conversation and hugging, we went to my room and sat at the end of my bed, herself on the left and myself on.