I suppose how you can start that narrative is always to introduce myself. My title is Hector and I'm a nineteen year old first year scholar at a university about a two time drive from home. The car I drove, a current year Ford Mustang was a high school graduation surprise from my parents. Luckily, my family was effectively down indicating I'd never experienced financial problems anytime in my own life. My father was a large opportunity lawyer who had rarely been home when I was growing up. Father had dedicated his life to attaining wealth through his career. Alexandros, generally addressed as Alex, was a sizable, previously well built person of Greek heritage. Over time, Father had morphed right into a fat slob and a drunk. My mom, Angelika, also of Greek history, may have been the precise antithesis of my father. Mom was committed to our prolonged household, myself, and our home. My last summertime house before school appeared to get me in a perpetual state of blue balls. I
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