by Smitty A retro sock hop, and the band played doo-wop. My intentions were rogueish. I'd find some little sophomore something and let it be known that Judy and I were finished in a public way. That tramp. Locked eyes on a little blond girl in pony tails; green eyes, makeup, clothing and accessories arranged […]
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