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The naughty babysitterThere went her virginity. Gone with the wind. She was still in love with the boy, while he returned the emotion, but it brought them such problems that Susie never laughed any more. They were old before their time. Such scenes lay heavy on the rest of us teenagers until we become wary of the value called Love. I remember it was about that same time a movie came to town, a movie about Las Vegas. Most of us saw the show because it was good entertainment yet it stuck in our minds because of the girls in the casinos. All those gorgeous females, having the time of their lives, happy, smiling, laughing, dressed in fancy costumes while they had a ball, running around almost naked while-a world of men fell at their feet. To me and the girls I knew then, it appeared a sweeter future than the prospect of house bills and squawling kids. "Maybe it's the books they teach us out of now," Paula told me when I brought up the subject of the difference between our generation and the last ones. "Or maybe we ain't so dumb any more? Maybe we figure it's better to face up to sex than sneak around back alleys the way people used to do?" "I dunno, Angie ...» |
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