Let Me Tell You About the First Time I Felt A Girl Up
My wife loves this story, which is kind of strange cause she’s not in it. Yet she’s often asked me to recount these events at dinner parties or on long car rides with other adults. I suppose it begs the question why?
The year was 1986. I was 13 years old and in 7th grade. It had been a rough year. Even though I had managed to acquire 3 pairs of Jams shorts, I continued to…