Chapter Three (My Friend Henry) Sex is so sweet I wouldn't mind dying to have it anytime of the day... at sixteen he was already having sex with prostitutes. A t fifteen hairs had grown out of my pits and my pubic hair was much more visible. I made some interesting friends in my Secondary school; a mix of brains and brawn but nonetheless they were my friends. They were blunt discussing issues, they made their private lives public interest; it was subject to applaud and criticism. With them nothing was spoken in parables, this is the guy’s clique; we make the lies good and the truth blunt too. Perhaps, you might have such friends during your teenage years... I bet you do.