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Freshman nymphLet him squirm a little, she though bitchily. Make him think he's struck out. There was a long pause and then Becky uncrossed her legs, stretched a little, and made as if to rise. The boy spoke quickly, not wanting to lose her. "How did you like the music? You know, the Elton John songs?" "They were lovely," Becky smiled. "I really like him." "I have the soundtrack album," be said excitedly. "You know, some of the best songs on it, some of the rock tunes, you almost never got to hear in the movie, like the one that was playing on Paul's stereo when his grandmother and half-brother came to visit." Becky smiled, and she knew she had him. "I'd love to hear the record," she sighed wistfully, her blue eyes limpid and sweetly shining. He grinned as though he had scored big with her. "It's up in my room," ho said. "If you'd like to come up and listen to it…" Becky rose and he stood with her. "That sounds nice," she said. **** He lived on the sixth floor. His name was Roy and he was a freshman just like she was. And he was nervously excited as they rode the elevator up to his floor ...» |
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