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Back in high school, my girlfriend and I were naked in her upstairs bedroom when her parents unexpectedly came home. As I grabbed my clothes and bolted for the upstairs bathroom, I could hear her mom asking her dad where the kids were. My girlfriend went downstairs first, while I pretended to have an extended BM. Everyone pretended nothing happened (don't ask, don't tell), but they had to know. Anyway, I speak a lot in my job, and when I get the jitters, I think about being able to deal with this experience to settle the nerves.
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