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I was 20 years old and had just split up with my long time sweet-heart ofmy teenage years as something told us to move on to better and bigger thingsin life. Not a big deal and I was relieved as personality- wise she wasn’t theone for me and we had enough sex to last a life time, or so I thought. It wasthe summer of 82 and you may remember it was a scorcher. Very little rain andexceptionally humid. A strange combination but it lent itself to the story I am about to tell you.
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