That was how he hid out from the law. I have his papers out in the car, if they weren't all blown away." She lay back down on the couch and went to sl...ep. It was if someone had thrown a switch and turned her off.Jesse thought about her mention of the had documents in her car and decided to check them out. He looked down at the sleeping woman, shook his head and sighed. His parka went back on. Then Jesse went to the back door, undid the deadbolt and shoved the kitchen table against it to hold it. His explanation for this rule was that in his mind so long as only one of us was getting satisfied then it wasn't sex and then we weren't gay, and so I agreed I wouldn't ever ask him to do anything for me and would not touch myself in front of him because I wasn't gay either, to which he said that's great, man this is going to rock! To which I answered yeah but I can't help but think you are getting the best part of the deal, he smirked and nodded in agreement. I never in a million years. I left her a present and wished them all a Merry Christmas. Duty done I went for a pint then caught the next train back to Aldershot.I was back in barracks in time to visit the NAAFI shop before closing time; I needed some little present to take to Phillipa. I knew these little actions are well appreciated by the ladies, and it was something of a shock to realise that I wanted Phillipa to have a good opinion of me. I remembered Wurzel had said she fancied me, but that was only Wurzel's opinion. Now one Shota seeks to become a real man."Happy Count-up day, Greg." A computer-simulated voice chimed as I rolled out of bed after a night of fitful sleep."Thirteen plus thirteen," I murmured in a low flustered voice. "Not that it matters for boys... Always a boy never a man."I had hated my count-up day since the first time I realized that my technical age had ceased to increase. What a bland term for the years following a male's thirteenth birthday. A cruel joke of being chronologically and.