My Long Red Friend
My Long Red Friend
Thursday when I woke I wasn't feeling nearly as chipper as I'd felt the
morning before, and I felt logy, even after my shower. And, when I'd been
running the washrag over my breasts, I'd been thinking about Rachael, and that in
a few hours I'd be seeing her in PE.
My Long Red Friend
Like Tuesday, I was suddenly afraid I was going to completely lose my cool
in the locker room. Clothes for this morning, were easily the most complicated
decision yet. Lyn didn't dislike dresses; but she always made a sarcastic
comment about it when I wore one. I ran my hands over my brown velvet corduroy
jeans, and grinned.
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