That night after we’d eaten we were in the bar when Donna was talking to the waiter and later on about 11pm we went up to bed. As we were talking an... getting down to it there was a knock on the door, Donna smiled at me, and upon opening the door there stood the waiter.He came in and I went to the bathroom, after five minutes I went in the bedroom and they were both on the bed snogging, I walked in and Donna said “I’ll be back in a minute” as he and I looked at each other he made small talk.. I weigh in at about 70-lbs. I know for my age Ishould be a lot heavier, but I don't eat that much, due to being low cashmost days. I guess you could say breakfast is my big meal of the daybecause it's the cheapestMy story starts out late one Friday night. The other band members and Iwere taking a break from playing at this club and we were all outside inthe alley behind the bar, so a couple of the guys could have a smoke inthe fresh air, as the bar area gets really smoky sometimes, and. Just as I looked up to throw the paper up to the landing, I saw a man standing at the top of the stairs, dressed in a t-shirt and shorts. This was the customer and I noticed he was waving for me to come up to his level. Thinking he wanted his paper handed to him, I climbed up the stairs and then reaching the top noticed he had moved back a bit. "You deliver my paper every day?" he asked, "Yes sir" I replied. "You’re a fine looking boy" he added. I was a bit perplexed, but started to reach in to. I reasoned that even if she was at university by now, which was her parents' plan, it was summer vacation, and she would quite likely be home. I parked my Mini within sight of the Parr's driveway, and waited with a dogged patience I never knew I possessed. At about 5.30pm on the second day, I saw a small pretty teenage girl with feathery blonde hair framing her doll-like face, wearing a pink mini-skirt and strolling down the road swinging her handbag idly, then veering into the Parr's short.