I suppose the way to begin that story is always to present myself. My name is Hector and I'm a nineteen year old first year scholar at a college about a two time get from home. The car I drove, a recent year Honda Mustang was a senior school graduation present from my parents. Fortuitously, my children was properly off indicating I'd never skilled financial woes anytime in my life. My dad was a huge shot attorney who'd rarely been house when I was growing up. Dad had focused his life to attaining wealth through his career. Alexandros, generally resolved as Alex, was a sizable, previously well-built person of Greek heritage. Over time, Dad had morphed into a fat slob and a drunk. My mother, Angelika, also of Greek history, might have been the actual antithesis of my father. Mom was dedicated to our prolonged family, myself, and our home. My last summer house before college appeared to locate me in a perpetual state of blue balls. It was the greatest summer in recorded re...