You were in my High-School somewhere in Colorado. I don't know absolutly for sure if you are gay, but considering you called me a "closet queen", I would guess you were.
I still fondly remember the day I first came to school and you encouraged me to "be a bad boy" and sneak candy etc into class. I nearly choked on the gobstopper, but didn't get caught.
I also remember going with you, a big dude called Grape Ape and a few other people to a mini car-racing place and a drive in the mountains.
In any case, I have wacked off to you more than a few times.
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