My last memory is of us sitting on the sofa naked and somehow we ended up touching each other etc.
When I woke up this morning to go home, I was the only one downstairs again, just like most weekends.
Jean Paul could see that he was only about nine years old.
Her first clear memory is waking up in a cell the next morning.
I was scared to say no.
They had clearly chosen it as a hazing activity because the idea of man-on-man contact would make us as uncomfortable as possible.