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» Sent Home Because Her Dress Was Too Short
I am going to tell you how this performance reminded me of my first girlfriend, in sixth grade .. who had just transferred here from Italy. Her english was decent.
And this was the first year of middle school .. so now we have kids from all over the whole town .. and not just from my little end of the town.
I wasnt going to tell this, but it keeps returning .. as tho it wants to be told. Persistent.
But my punch line is that she was sent home from school .. for wearing a scandalously short dress one Friday.
A beautiful little dress .. sort of a body-hugging thing that seemed to grab her butt. She was downright stunning and more womanly than girly.
» How Can You Possibly Compete When You Can't Even Breathe?
She took my breath away wearing that little thing. And I most certainly did not feel up to the challenge. Not hardly. I mean, how can you possibly compete .. if you cant even breathe?
Such a thing had never happened before, far as I recall .. a girl being sent home because her dress was too short. I certainly had never heard of such a thing.
Later she said, "I just wanted to look pretty for you." (with her cute, little Italian accent).
She always wanted me to write love letters to her and tell her how I felt about her. I must've written her 100 love letters.
I know what you're thinking » "Obviously time well spent."
Even the eighth graders were jealous.
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