I was 14, ans so was she... it was the strangest fucking thing. Some girl one day commented on my shirt while I was in a mall, and we ended up striking up a conversation... and it was a REALLY long conversation... eventually we started walking and talking with each other, and before you know it, she was leading me off into the bathroom, we stumled into a stall, and I think you can imagine the rest from there... pretty awkward, because if we made too much noise, we'd be fucked (no pun intended). I tried to call her again after that, but never once did I get an answer... all I'll ever really know is that her name was Erica.
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