Her reaction is convulsive, she loses control of her nerves and beats me with the handle of her brush, it makes me fall down the stairs, angry she sends me to my grandmother to whom I don't say anything, I do not want to bother her, I manage, I undertake alone. From time to time I get drunk, I lose consciousness, I wake up in the basement of Beau or god knows where else. Oh no, even he can not know, I do not believe in him! This forthcoming Christmas makes me not that happy, I entrust myself to Noelle. She invites me to spend Christmas Eve with his family, I agree. She entertains me, from that team, all the girls are more open-minded and liberated than the guys except me. She calls me bel'onurb, and the others laugh at me by calling me Don Juan. I can not help it if I please girls, I'm not doing anything wrong, I share my joy to give us pleasure. However,here in the room of my hostess, I think the opposite of evil, she is my friend and nothing else, I'm infatuated with Mary, and she has a lover herself. So when she invited me to join her in bed, pretending she was cold, I run without thinking about anything else, our discussion is frank and sincere when she asks me about my first time. She refuses to believe in my answer, told me that this is not possible, that they are all jealous of me because girls say that for that part I am behaving very very well. In fact I know the secrets of their flowers, how to undertake them to seventh heaven with my hands and my mouth, I walk easily into the empire of the senses, but I'm still a virgin. Hold me tight to you and say no more, come on. I never imagined such a Christmas present, even though I've never been disappointed with all the previous gifts, those of my mother in particular that have the talent of always amaze me and satisfy me, this one will surpass them all forever. I'm a man, I am a man, what's more natural in sum, since it is part of my civil status. Death of the Virgin, Happy New Year, good health, thank you Noelle. A first alcoholic coma should be enough for me, but not, I have to mess again. I wake up five minutes before the english course, I move me up, I do not dress, I'm still in the clothes from the night before I miss that course, a little calva coffe at pub, I go to the supermarket, a flash of alcohol mixed with a liter of beer to spend the day. We are on Wednesday, this afternoon I'm going to explode me to party of an unknown that made me prevent by Cyr. My good fellows, they do not drink as much as me, but what are we kidding, every one of us have his reason, his little misfortune to lose themself with me. Oh I'm starting to lose control, I must sit down, no lie down, but if I lie down I will never de able to go back to my place, go bravery flee this world of decadence. Hoops! How did I get here? Damn I puked on my bed, what water, no not the shower ... Quick, we must lead him to the infirmary! What's happening? Hey talk to me! I can not speak, I can not move either, I am a prisoner of my own body. Should take him to the hospital!