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I look back on my high school days and realize how easy it was to get some. Now that I’m older it’s a little harder, no, quite a bit harder to get some. I try and look back to see what I did then that I’m not doing now to see if there is anything I can pick up on to help out my lame ass. Where the hell did my confidence and swagger go?

In high school I would always venture to the next town if I wanted to get laid for the weekend. It’s not that there weren’t any girls to fuck in my town, it’s just I’d already fucked most of them and didn’t want the same thing twice. Going to different towns insured me that I wouldn’t fuck the same girl twice – unless she was worth it that is. And most of the time they weren’t worth it. Except for one girl and here’s the story.

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