Not much happened during my younger years, except that I kept everything hidden and made sure I didn't spend too much time in the bathroom and have another incident like the one with my grandfather. My mom did catch me a time or two, but didn't make a big deal about it.
My closest friends starting around this time were three girls, two of which were sisters. I was around them as much as I could be. Our parents didn't see anything wrong with it. The one friend, Vicky, was kind of a tomboy and insecure, which matched my insecurity. We didn't do much except play pool in her garage and talk. She would also come over to go swimming after we got a pool built. The two sisters, Robin and Michelle, became like sisters to me. Their parents kind of adopted me and would invite me to go places (until puberty hit). We would sometimes play house, where I was either the husband or the child, or play dolls (it happened, but rarely), or just hang out and be kids. They remained my only friends until the sixth grade.
