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A couple of years after the movie “The Graduate” came out I had a Mrs Robinson episode of my own, for that reason I’ll refer to her as Mrs Robinson.
Mrs Robinson lived in a house next door, she was divorced, supporting a pretty daughter named Keri about a year younger than me, and a son named Tommy three years younger than me. (I was almost 19, Tommy was 16)
Tommy and I would often get together after school and play one-on-one basketball in his driveway. Sometimes Keri would come out and watch our game, and shoot