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My teen years were spent in awkwardness. Books were my friends. We would disappear together into wonderful adventures. They remained true to me when boys were so childish. The girls were worse though. Naive fashion soldiers in boot camp training.
Paul came into my life when I was nineteen, after I went off to college. I was still a virgin then, at least man-partner wise. With fantasy-partners, I was a huge slut. Books, my old friends, got me started, but my imagination left them behind. They were so parochial.
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