<div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/50/2f/b0/502fb01c01430edf313c2bc7a83fc1e4.jpg)</div>I can hear voices. They aren't quite loud enough to discern the actual words. Somehow that merely adds to my excitement. <br/><br/>My name is Reese Spaulding and this is the story of how I became an unquiet one. <br/><br/>It is the summer before senior year and the dread - gorily depicted by Hollywood - is very real. This is supposed to be the time I show glimpses of the the man I will turn into. A school of thought that seems popular amongst teachers, parents, neighbours, even bumper stickers, as it turned out. <br/><br/>Another recommends total anarchy. That high school ends by giving its students a get-out-of-life-free card. That lessons in the classroom weren't quite as important as those learnt in the dorm or on the field or, as most most look forward to, in a girl's bed. It is portrayed as a last chance saloon. Have all your fun here, or else.<br/><br/>I know enough about myself to understand both the weight of the future and the freedom of the present mean nothing. They don't inspire me, nor do they depress me. They are things to mind as I move on. Nothing more, nothing less. My friends joke that I'm the oldest teenager in the history of the world. <br/><br/>Thankfully, Andi came into my life and took it upon herself to address that. A woman who was a total stranger as recently as last month. Now my closest confidant and first love. Or is it lust? I'm told by all the most excellent psychology journals - a subject I wish to pursue as a career - that men my age often confuse the two. <br/><br/>We also need guidance. Not everyone is born a leader; it is those who prefer the shadows who make the best ones anyway. My inherent disinterest was categorised as - to quote the vernacular - "lame" for nearly as long as I can remember until Andi offered an alternative. "You're just a bored little boy, aren't you?" she had said. "No one's gone to the trouble of showing you what you can do, have they?" <br/><br/>So a friendship blossomed between an adolescent who wanted nothing extravagant and a cougar who could never settle for anything less. Almost inevitably it led to sex and I was yanked from my tranquil 1950s lifestyle into the kind 2016 pornstars enjoy. We fucked like rabbits. We fucked like long-lost sweethearts. We fucked like we had nothing to lose. We fucked like the Devil. <br/><br/>Andi saw through the mask I wore; saw the truth I knew in my heart. I was an addict trying to avoid the pitfalls. She led me to into a running leap. <br/><br/>The rush was... is to this day unbelievable.<br/><br/>To think this is just the beginning. </div>