Babysitting games
One day, Tony called me and asked me to come over. When I knocked on his door, his seven year old brother, Tommy, answered and proceeded to tell me that their parents were out playing golf and that Jason was babysitting them. I followed him back to Tony’s room where everyone was hanging out. I sat on the bed and looked up and Jason. I’d seen him around the neighborhood but I didn’t really know him. He was fourteen and our age different was such that we ran in different circles. After a...