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Dreamily contemplating some outrage against conventional morality
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My 1st grade teacher, Mrs H*******. She had huge brown eyes and a Dorothy Hamill haircut and she was covered in freckles. I remember clearly one time she bent forward to show me something on the paper I was working on and her dress fell forward and I saw her body all the way to the floor and every bit of skin I could see was freckled. I was mesmerized.
Then my first real pining unto death crush was in the 6th grade, R******. She looked like a young Katherine Hepburn (for whom I held a burning passion).
I hung out with a pack of guys and we all had a crush on R******, sometimes we could get her to come roust about with us but usually she was off reading about feminism or listening to the Beatles. She was so smart and to my farmland Indiana view, exotic and worldly (well, as much as one can be in the 6th grade).
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"I need no warrant for being, and no word of sanction upon my being. I am the warrant and the sanction. "
Ayn Rand, Anthem
"So you'll die happily for your sins. You'd rather die in guilt then live in love?" Timothy Leary
Last edited by Gentle Tiger; 04-04-2013 at 07:03 PM.
Reason: removing personal names
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