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Some tennis

coach teamed us up so

  the year before, when

she chased me,

and I pulled a chair

down behind me, it was

sixth grade, and she tripped hard on

it, had to

be forgiven if

not forgotten. Priscilla

had grown so

large during the short

intervening June

she became

an instant “hit” with

her male classmates.  But

I had the inside track at

Harley, that

is, until Durbin

and I published our newspaper.

Dad was so

impressed he ran off copies,

but the school

didn’t want to know

who was screwing whom,

who smoked pot,

or how angry she got when

I snapped her

bra strap; or how Chris

fingered Kim in class!

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