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\b\f28\fs28\lang1033\langfe1033\cgrid\langnp1033\langfenp1033 {Mary Louise
\par }\pard\plain \s16\qc \li0\ri0\widctlpar\aspalpha\aspnum\faauto\adjustright\rin0\lin0\itap0 \i\f29\fs24\lang1033\langfe1033\cgrid\langnp1033\langfenp1033 {Beyond Redemption
\par }\pard\plain \qj \fi432\li0\ri0\sb60\widctlpar\aspalpha\aspnum\faauto\adjustright\rin0\lin0\itap0 \f28\fs24\lang1033\langfe1033\cgrid\langnp1033\langfenp1033 {
\par The next week at school passed slowly. She argued with her mother about the clothes and wanted the old ones back, but her parents\rquote  stuck together and refused to back down. Come Friday, her breasts seemed extra tender and she 
felt every dip in the road, painfully with reverberating bounces. 
\par 
\par All day long it seemed like people were looking at her differently. She told herself that was ridiculous. But the final period came and on the way out of the room, Tom Garth, who\rquote d been their varsity quarterback, stopped her.
\par 
\par \'93You want to go to a movie with me tonight, Mary Louise?\'94
\par 
\par Mary Louise knew her mouth dropped open. He\rquote d never before talked to her! Before she could answer, he went on.
\par 
\par \'93I thought we could double date with Donny and Karen, like you did last week.\'94
\par 
\par Suddenly she knew exactly what he was thinking. Shaking her head side to side, she mumbled quickly. \'93No, I can\rquote t, sorry.\'94 She started walking away when he grabbed her arm.
\par 
\par \'93How come? Are you going steady with that guy?\'94
\par 
\par \'93Uhm, no, but\emdash \'94
\par 
\par \'93Then come on. I\rquote m sure I can show you as good a time as you had with him, probably even better. I know what women like.\'94
\par 
\par Mary Louise gasped in surprise. Not like she needed further clarification, but now she knew precisely what he wanted. \'93I can\rquote t. I have to go now or I\rquote ll miss the bus.\'94
 Turning she ran skipping the stop at her locker and running straight to the bus.
\par 
\par Kenny moved her book bag to the seat in front of her and sat down.
\par 
\par \'93Hey! That\rquote s for Karen!\'94
\par \'93I saw her. She\rquote s riding with Donny, lucky stiff. Turns out she\rquote s been giving him a blowjob on the ride home every day. He said next week he\rquote s going to start picking her up for school too.\'94
\par 
\par Mary Louise looked with horror at Kenny. It was her worst nightmare. Poor Karen. Donny must be blackmailing her to get her to do this. Had he threatened to tell everyone? It didn\rquote 
t matter now because it seemed everyone knew about the double date last weekend. Even more depressed, she realized she had a date with Rowdy tonight. Angrily she turned to stare out the window. She was almost home when she saw in the window\rquote 
s reflection that Kenny had been staring at her chest. Looking down she saw that her unbound breasts were behaving quite predictably to the bumpy ride. Barely settling down between jolts, her breasts seemed to be constantly moving.
\par 
\par She was beyond grateful when it was time to get off the bus. She was not happy that Kenny got off with her. He caught her arm as she started towards the walkway to her house.
\par 
\par \'93I\rquote ve got time to come in and study, if you want.\'94
\par 
\par Mary Louise jerked her arm away from him. \'93I don\rquote t want, and I certainly don\rquote t have the time. Good-bye!\'94
\par 
\par She ran to her room and threw herself on the bed. Crying and crying, she realized her life couldn't get much worse. She\rquote d thought her haircut was bad\'85
\par 
\par }\pard\plain \s15\qc \li0\ri0\widctlpar\aspalpha\aspnum\faauto\adjustright\rin0\lin0\itap0 \b\f28\fs28\lang1033\langfe1033\cgrid\langnp1033\langfenp1033 {*****
\par }\pard\plain \qj \fi432\li0\ri0\sb60\widctlpar\aspalpha\aspnum\faauto\adjustright\rin0\lin0\itap0 \f28\fs24\lang1033\langfe1033\cgrid\langnp1033\langfenp1033 {\'93Mary Louise? Hey sleepyhead! It\rquote 
s time for your injections. Roll over! Good girl! Now I need you to give me a urine specimen in this cup for the doctor. I\rquote m going to drop it off for him to test. It will save us a trip in.\'94
\par 
\par Mary Louise got up and went to the bathroom. Giving the cup to her daughter, Jeanine added. \'93Take your shower and get ready for your date, honey. Rowdy called and there\rquote s been a change of plans. He is picking you up at seven, so hurry. I\rquote 
ll lay out your clothes.\'94
\par 
\par After her shower, Mary Louise sparingly applied makeup, having let her mother show her how several times the past week. Her hair was easy to care for, she reluctantly had conceded. But just looking at her reflection made her regretful again at the los
s of her lovely long hair. She ran one hand over the temple area and ear. She could feel that it was growing back already. What had been completely bald and smooth two weeks ago was growing in and felt fuzzy and soft. Perhaps by the end of summer, it migh
t be three-quarters of inch long, or more. With luck, come the following year, her hair should be below her ears in time for the start of school. That would be livable, she decided.
\par 
\par Slipping on the dark-blue dress her mother had chosen, she realized it was
 slightly more dressy in the silky material than the others, but it still had the rounded collar and pleated skirt. The buttons were covered in the material, and over all she thought it looked nice, for an old lady! Again there were the thin anklets and a
 new pair of flats, shiny and polished. She wondered if Rowdy had told her mother he was taking her someplace special?
\par 
\par Starting downstairs, she was decisive that tonight she was telling him that she wasn\rquote t making out with him anymore. Well, just kissing, but no sex. It was wrong and she\rquote 
d wanted to wait until she was married. She paused as she recalled that until recently she\rquote d been dreaming it would be Barry she\rquote d marry. He would be the one she happily gave her virginity to. Instead she\rquote d lost it in a car,
 to a man she hardly knew, but that her parents obviously approved of.
\par 
\par \'93Tonight? She\rquote s already there?\'94
\par 
\par Mary Louise stopped again as she heard her mother\rquote s voice. When she listened for a second voice, but didn\rquote t hear one, she realized she was on the phone.
\par 
\par \'93Bob took it with him and I\rquote ll call as soon as I know. All right, well good luck. Bye.\'94
\par 
\par Mary Louise waited a few seconds. \'93Mom, I\rquote m ready.\'94
\par 
\par Her mother came from the living room to see her. \'93You look lovely dear, quite grown up.\'94 Jeanine walked around her slowly as she stepped forward. \'93You\rquote re doing good with your makeup. It\rquote s still light, but that\rquote s fine.\'94
 She lightly touched her daughter\rquote s hair, stopping as she felt the rasping hair growth at the nape. \'93Oh dear. I hadn\rquote t realized it would grow so quick.\'94
\par 
\par Mary Louise smiled. \'93I\rquote m glad. I was afraid it would take forever to grow out.\'94
\par 
\par Jeanine patted her daughter\rquote s arm. \'93Don\rquote t fret about it, dear. Oh, there\rquote s the door. That must be Rowdy. He is so sweet. Always on time!\'94
\par 
\par \'93Good evening, Mrs. Walters. You\rquote re looking radiant this evening.\'94
\par 
\par Jeanine flushed under the handsome younger man\rquote s praise. \'93Thank you, Rowdy. Come along, Mary Louise. Your young man is here.\'94
\par 
\par \'93Hello, Mary Louise,\'94 Rowdy greeted her with a light kiss on her cheek. \'93You look lovely tonight.\'94
\par 
\par \'93Thank you,\'94 she replied as Rowdy took her elbow.
\par 
\par \'93Have fun, you two!\'94 her mother called out as they walked to his car.
\par 
\par Mary Louise saw that Rowdy was again driving his father\rquote s sedan. She was quiet, as she got in, not sure how to bring up the subject she needed to discuss with him. He didn\rquote 
t leave her anytime though as he began to tell her about the busy week they had at the corporate office in the city. It only took a few minutes before they were turning down a long, tree-lined drive.
\par 
\par \'93Is this\emdash \'94?
\par 
\par \'93Yeah. We\rquote re having dinner with my folks tonight. Your mom thought it best to keep it a secret in case you worried. This way there\rquote s no time for jitters.\'94
\par 
\par Quickly she was ushered inside. A butler answered the door this time and she reluctantly surrend
ered her sweater. Rowdy led her into a large room, which she was the living room, decorated with scattered sofas and chairs. A tall man who resembled Rowdy was standing for the mantle over the fireplace and she recognized from last week his father, Frank 
Davis. There were two sofas on both sides, and a woman was seated upon each one, but only one stood.
\par 
\par Helen Davis came towards them quickly. \'93Hello, Mary Louise. How lovely to see you again! Welcome to our home.\'94
\par 
\par Frank came over and stood by his wife. \'93I was just telling my aunt that it had been years since I last saw you young lady. I believe you were playing on the floor in your father\rquote s office. You\rquote ve grown to be quite a lovely young woman.\'94

\par 
\par \'93Thank you,\'94 Mary Louise murmured, still in shock at seeing his parents so soon, let alone a formal, family dinner. 
\par Frank and Helen turned and gestured to the elderly woman still seated on the sofa. Frank spoke, taking Mary Louise\rquote s elbow in his hand. \'93Come and meet my aunt, dear.\'94
\par 
\par When the gray-haired woman looked up at her she was immediately struck by the cunning and brightness she saw in the older woman\rquote s eyes. Frank started speaking again. \'93
Aunt Lily, this is Mary Louise Walters, the nice young woman Rowdy has been seeing.\'94
\par 
\par Mary Louise held her hand out as she\rquote d been taught. Aunt Lily took the hand firmly as she stared at her. She could feel the old woman\rquote 
s gaze move from her head to her toes, assessing everything about her. Desperately she hoped her nipples weren\rquote t poking through on the dress!
\par 
\par \'93Hmm. It\rquote s good to see you don\rquote t cover your face with a lot of hair and makeup like so many young girls do these days. Are you in school?\'94
\par 
\par \'93Yes, ma\rquote am. I graduate high school in about eight weeks.\'94
\par 
\par Aunt Lily nodded twice. \'93Good, good. It\rquote s always good for a woman to have some education.\'94
\par 
\par Mary Louise bobbed her head up and down quickly. \'93Yes, but I won\rquote t be able to go to college until a year from this fall. I have to lay out and work a year first to help with the cost.\'94
\par 
\par \'93Well, time will tell. That\rquote s the most important thing for a young woman to attain\emdash patience.\'94
\par 
\par Helen interrupted. \'93Rowdy, you and Mary Louise can take that sofa and I\rquote ll sit here with Aunt Lily. Frank, dear, would you ring for the cocktails?\'94
\par 
\par }\pard\plain \s15\qc \li0\ri0\widctlpar\aspalpha\aspnum\faauto\adjustright\rin0\lin0\itap0 \b\f28\fs28\lang1033\langfe1033\cgrid\langnp1033\langfenp1033 {*****
\par }\pard\plain \qj \fi432\li0\ri0\sb60\widctlpar\aspalpha\aspnum\faauto\adjustright\rin0\lin0\itap0 \f28\fs24\lang1033\langfe1033\cgrid\langnp1033\langfenp1033 {It was past ten-thirty by the time they finished dinner and left his father\rquote 
s house. When they were out in the car, Rowdy loosened his tie as he spoke. \'93Whew! An evening with Aunt Lily is like a year with the Spanish Inquisition.\'94
\par 
\par \'93Does she travel with her own torture devices?\'94
\par 
\par 
\par \'93Ha! Good one. We still have a couple of hours. Let\rquote s go catch a movie.\'94
\par 
\par Mary Louise nodded her head, relieved that they wouldn't be alone in the car. Inside the theater, Rowdy chose seats in the balcony, back row. Scattered around she saw a few other couples. Since this theater feat
ured the new double seats, there was no armrest between them and Rowdy put his arm around her shoulders. As the movie started, he shifted them slightly so she rested more on his chest. His hand, that had been on her shoulder, slid down and right onto her 
b
reast. Immediately he began rubbing and massaging, then playing with her nipple. He seemed to like catching it between his fingers, and then flicking it rapidly. Or twirling it and then pulling on her nipple until he actually tugged her breast upwards fro
m her chest wall. He\rquote d release it suddenly and watch the breast jiggle and bounce.
\par 
\par Every so often he\rquote d lean over and kiss her deeply, letting his tongue find hers. As usual he sucked and chewed lightly on her lips. When she glanced down one time she saw that he had a big bulge at the front of his trousers. She knew what that was.

\par 
\par \'93Hey look, Mary Louise,\'94 Rowdy said a few minutes later. \'93There\rquote s your friend and Donny.\'94 Seated in the next section, but just a few rows down, it looked like them. Except you couldn't see the girl/woman\rquote 
s face because she was on her knees in front of the man. The way the man\rquote s head was lolled back on the chair and his hands curled in her hair on either side of her head indicated what was most likely going on. \'93Oops,\'94 Rowdy went on. \'93
Looks like I picked the wrong time to notice, huh?\'94
\par 
\par Mary Louise flushed at seeing her friend like that. Even though it was dark, no one could be in doubt as to Karen\rquote s bobbing head and what it was doing. Quickly she turned away to look at the movie. She heard Rowdy chuckle beside her.
\par 
\par \'93Does that bother you? Embarrass you? Do you want to do that? Perhaps I should teach you how now.\'94
\par 
\par \'93No, no, there\rquote s no need. I\rquote ll just watch the movie,\'94 Mary Louise mumbled back quickly, facing forward.
\par 
\par Rowdy chuckled, leaning down and kissing her ear.  \'93There\rquote s every need, my sweet, and it grows harder with each passing moment.\'94
 He reached over and took her hand. He ignored her pulling away and brought it over his lap. Pressing down, he lowered her hand to his cock. Her fingers trembled as she touched him. \'93God, Mary Louise! That feels so good. Unzip my pants and take it out
\'85go on.\'94
\par Mary Louise shook her head, but her hands did as he asked. She soon held his hard cock in her hands. She felt the velvety soft skin in her h
ands, below which she felt the additional steel muscle. Almost unconsciously, her touch changed. Her curiosity made her wonder about his\'85
her mind stumbled over what to call it. She knew what he wanted her to do. Karen did it so it couldn't be that bad, she argued silently. Without saying a word, she slid off her seat and onto the floor. Moving between Rowdy\rquote 
s thighs, she felt his surprise.
\par 
\par In the dim and flickering light, she saw his hard maleness. It seemed longer and bigger than she\rquote d thought. How had it
 ever fit inside her? Would it fit in her mouth? Lowering her head, she licked it a few times to start before she slipped her lips around the head. She wiggled her tongue and then she felt Rowdy\rquote 
s fingers in her hair. He was pulling her upwards, and then pushing her back down. Quickly she understood and starting bobbing up and down, letting her lips drag over the fleshy rim each time. Above her, Rowdy\rquote 
s fingers dragged through her curls and he groaned.
\par 
\par Suddenly he was pulling her up, turning her around and
 then with her legs spread, he dragged her onto his lap. She felt his hands on her fragile panties and they ripped easily. Surprised, she felt her own wetness as his hard rod thrust inside her again. For a long moment he didn\rquote 
t move, just held her in place with his hands clutching her breasts, still covered by her silky dress. Slowly he started rubbing her breasts and then pulling on her hard nipples. Finally his hands moved to her hips and he whispered in her ear.
\par 
\par \'93Not a sound!\'94
\par 
\par One of his hands eased down onto her clit and he worked her quickly until her hips were jerking out of her control. Mary Louise covered her mouth with her free hand as she felt her body lose control once more. Rowdy\rquote 
s manhood was going wild inside her\emdash she could feel its eruptions jetting wildly. It seemed to last a long time but soon his hands returned to her breasts, holding and lightly massaging them. He stopped her from moving.
\par 
\par \'93Wait.\'94 He whispered. \'93I want to stay inside your cunt for as long as possible. I can still feel your pussy trembling.\'94 He accompanied his words with squeezes and bounces to her breasts. 
\par 
\par It wasn\rquote t until the credits started to roll that he slid her to the seat once more. He handed her his handkerchief a moment later. \'93Here. Better mop a little before we go.\'94
\par Mary Louise felt her face flame as she realized that his cum was indeed leaking out of her. She\rquote 
d been right in thinking he shot more cum in her than usual. She barely got her skirt down before people started walking past them. Donny saw them and pulled Karen with him down the row directly in front of them.
\par 
\par \'93Hi! You guys want to join us for a snack.\'94 His arm was draped over Karen\rquote s shoulder and his hand groped her breast, squeezing quickly. \'93Karen helped me build up an appetite.\'94
\par 
\par Mary Louise saw Karen\rquote s bright flush but her friend didn\rquote t look at her. Rowdy laughed beside her. \'93We saw the activity going on. You inspired Mary Louise to try it, Karen. Thanks.\'94
\par 
\par Karen\rquote s head lifted and her eyes met her friend\rquote s. Mary Louise was already blushing.
\par 
\par Rowdy stood. \'93That sounds good. Lead the way and we\rquote ll follow.\'94
\par 
\par 
\par A small all-night restaurant was open just up the street. It was a popular spot for moviegoers, so it wasn\rquote t surprising that it was filling up as they arrived. Karen and Donny were already seated, b
ut as Karen saw Mary Louise, she suggested they go to the Ladies Room.  As soon as they were in the small bathroom, Karen pushed Mary Louise in front of the mirror.
\par 
\par Mary Louise gasped. Her hair was wild. Rowdy\rquote s fingers had acted like a brush does on a ti
ght perm. Her lipstick was gone and her lips were swollen. Just as she thought it couldn't get worse, she saw that her dress was horribly wrinkled directly over each breast and her nipples were poking straight out.
\par 
\par \'93Oh my God! I look like some kind of whore!\'94
\par 
\par Karen hugged her. \'93No you don\rquote t. Let\rquote s potty and then I\rquote ll see if I can\rquote t pat your hair down.\'94
\par 
\par While Karen pressed hard on her curls, she held a cold paper towel to her lips. Both things helped a little, but there was no disguising the wrinkled dres
s front. Hopefully the place would be too busy for anyone to notice. Unfortunately, returning to the table they discovered a group had formed and three tables had been pulled together. Seated beside Rowdy once more, she recognized quite a few of the peopl
e as kids from school. At the far end of the table, Barry was sitting with two of his friends. It turned out they had been at the movie as well.
\par 
\par \'93I ordered you a piece of cake and a cup of coffee, honey,\'94 Rowdy told her, draping his arm around her.
\par 
\par \'93I shouldn\rquote t have another dessert tonight,\'94 she protested.
\par 
\par Karen added quickly, in support. \'93Yeah, Mary Louise and I both watch what we eat closely.\'94
\par 
\par \'93Mary Louise doesn\rquote t need to worry about that. I don\rquote t care if she puts on a little puppy fat. It\rquote s bound to happen. Gives a guy more to hold onto.\'94
\par 
\par All the guys laughed, but Mary Louise felt herself blushing brightly. Was it just she or was all the talk sexual anymore? Conversation did finally change and she ate her chocolate cake, deciding she might as well enj
oy something. As she did so, she became aware that Barry was staring at her. She tried hard not to meet his gaze. A couple of times though she saw him staring at her breasts, glaring. She could almost read his thoughts and she shivered.
\par 
\par Rowdy moved his hand down and cupped her breast. \'93Cold, sweetheart? I\rquote ll warm you up on the way home.\'94
\par 
\par After that she didn\rquote t look up once. Or at least not until they were walking out and Rowdy stopped her as they neared Barry. She saw Rowdy reach into his suit pocket and out came her fancy panties he\rquote 
d ripped off. Handing them to Barry, he smiled.
\par 
\par \'93You should try harder, next time. It\rquote s usually worth the effort. And Mary Louise was definitely worth it.\'94
\par 
\par Mary Louise turned and walked quickly out of the restaurant. She couldn't believe what he\rquote d just done. That was as good as hanging a sign out that she\rquote 
d had sex with him. She was breathing hard by the time she reached the car, and as soon as the electric key opened the door, she got in. By the clock in the car dashboard, she saw it was one-thirty and was glad he\rquote d be taking her home now.
\par 
\par She held her tongue until they reached her house and he pulled into the drive this time instead of on the street. He switched off the engine and turned to look at her.
\par 
\par \'93Okay, what are you so mad about?\'94
\par 
\par Mary Louise gaped at him. \'93My God! How can you even ask? You gave Barry my underwear! Did you want to tell the whole school I was no longer a virgin? Those who didn\rquote t know about last Friday will know after this.\'94
\par 
\par Rowdy shrugged. \'93I don\rquote t care who knows, and I didn\rquote t like the way that twerp kept staring at your tits.\'94
\par 
\par \'93How could he help it the way my dress was all wrinkled? And suddenly my mother doesn\rquote t want me wearing a bra!\'94
\par 
\par \'93I noticed and it\rquote s nice,\'94 Rowdy added. That only made her madder.
\par 
\par \'93I don\rquote t think we should have sex anymore.\'94 Mary Louise said on a rush.
\par 
\par Rowdy smiled slowly. \'93Oh really. Why the change?\'94
\par 
\par \'93I didn\rquote t want to have sex until I was married.\'94
\par 
\par Rowdy moved across the seat towards her. \'93Maybe, but it\rquote s one of those things that is pretty impossible to stop once you start. It\rquote s funny that way. My dad says it\rquote 
s like the old parable of trying to put the animals back in the barn after the fire. It\rquote s just too late.\'94
\par 
\par He moved onto her seat and it reclined slowly.
\par 
\par \'93No, Rowdy,\'94 Mary Louise said quickly, but his arm was already across her waist. 
\par 
\par \'93I\rquote m just going to show you something, Mary Louise. The human body tends to desire things, once it experiences them. You can go decades without, but once you\rquote ve tasted the nectar, it\rquote s p
retty impossible to go back to the way things were.\'94
\par 
\par Mary Louise felt the cool air on her chest and realized that while he had been talking he had also unbuttoned her dress to her waist. He had folded back the edges and was stroking each breast, back and forth.
\par \'93A girl like you, Mary Louise, well you\rquote 
ve got needs. Take your titties here. Pretty boobies, as far as most boobs go. But yours are extra sensitive. You can tell by the way your nipples are always sticking out so proud and impudent under your clothes. It\rquote 
s like your nips shout, here I am, look at me. See how suck able I am, they shout, bouncing and jostling back and forth. Watching you walk is like poetry in motion. Right breast\emdash bounce, jiggle, and bobbles side to side where it bumps into the other
 tit, and starts all over. Then the left feels ignored and unloved, it is soon jumping to the same tune. Bounce, wiggle, and shake over and over. Now they want to be hurt.\'94
\par 
\par Mary Louise shook her head. He couldn't be right. But then he moved his mouth down and started to suck at each breasts. She could feel herself slipping away\'85
deeper into the whirlpool of sensations. Cool air washed over her thighs and she felt his hand a moment later.
\par 
\par Rowdy easily found her clit and started to manipulate it. He didn\rquote t sl
ow down or pause as she came upon her climax. He let her slam into it head on, crying out each time. Mary Louise lost track of how many times she climaxed. She was exhausted and tears ran down her cheeks when he finally moved over her and thrust between h
er widely splayed thighs. She lifted her legs and put them around his hips, holding him tight and making his withdrawal more difficult. The ache inside her needed to be filled\'85Oh God!
\par 
\par She came once more as she felt his ejaculations inside her. Over and ove
r his cock shot thick, heavy wads of sperm into her body and it felt like her cunt, as he called it, sucked it up, every drop. When he was finally done, he pulled out of her immediately. Her body reluctantly let him go with a loud, wet slurping sound. She
 saw him dry his cock off on her skirt before he zipped up. He was turning on the engine when he looked over at her, where she was still sprawled, thighs apart, and half-naked.
\par 
\par \'93It\rquote s two, Mary Louise, curfew time for all good little girls. You better get inside.\'94 The seat started to right itself as well.
\par 
\par Hurriedly she opened the door and started to get out. She was standing just outside when she felt a tug on her skirt. Looking back, she saw Rowdy using her skirt to wipe the car seat. As soon as he release
d the material, she stepped away and slammed the door. Running around the car, she heard him call out as she neared the front door of her home.
\par 
\par \'93Don\rquote t forget to cover up those gorgeous knockers, sweetheart!\'94
\par In horror, she drew her dress top together and 
rushed through the front door. She was glad to see that no one was awake and ran up the stairs. Quickly she undressed and went into the bathroom. Turning the shower on, she got inside and started washing. It didn\rquote t make any difference really\'85
she had nothing to help her wash on the inside, her soul, where it mattered. 
\par 
\par Exhausted, she fell into bed, not caring that her hair was wet. As she waited for sleep to come, she could feel the mini contractions still happening deep inside her body. It was as if once a
wakened to her passionate core, it refused to slumber. Was this normal? Or was she some kind of slut? Maybe she was simply crazy.
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\par }\pard\plain \qj \fi432\li0\ri0\sb60\widctlpar\aspalpha\aspnum\faauto\adjustright\rin0\lin0\itap0 \f28\fs24\lang1033\langfe1033\cgrid\langnp1033\langfenp1033 {Rowdy didn\rquote t call the rest of the weekend and Mary Louise began to wonder if he had \'93
dumped\'94 her now that he\rquote d gotten what he wanted. It made sense, in her chaotic thoughts though.
\par 
\par The next week passed quickly. When Friday came and no call from Rowdy, it confirmed her thoughts. She refused to think about it though, burying herself in constant study. Seeking help from the 
school counselor, she started applying for full scholarships to different schools. Maybe something would come through and she could have her miracle. She would go to college in the fall, and her stupid haircut would have grown out some, so that wouldn't b
e too bad.
\par 
\par The second and then the third week went by and Mary Louise was beginning to think her life could return to normal. Her mother had stopped her shots, but started with some \'93horse-sized\'94 pills from the doctor. The day before graduation she was so 
excited to get home that she didn\rquote t mind that Kenny was particularly obnoxious on the bus. They\rquote d had to attend school right up to the last day because of new school policies meant to keep kids out of trouble. She didn\rquote 
t mind because she enjoyed learning. And today was really special.
\par 
\par Running inside, she called out for her mother. \'93Mom? Are you home?\'94
\par 
\par Jeanine came from the living room almost immediately. \'93Darling! There\rquote s no need to yell. I have some good news for you, so come into the living room and sit down.\'94
\par 
\par Following her mother, she was surprised to find her father already there. It was early for him to be home. \'93Hi, Daddy. I have some good news!\'94 she told excitedly.
\par 
\par \'93That\rquote s great, Mary Louise, but let your mother go first. Then I understand there will be a lot to do between today and tomorrow.\'94 He smiled at her so she nodded and sat on the sofa, beside her mother.
\par 
\par Jeanine reached over and took her daughter\rquote s hand. \'93Your father and I are quite happy, and I am sure you will be as well\emdash \'94
\par 
\par \'93Are we moving? You have enough money for me to go to college? That works out great because my good news is that I\rquote ve been awarded a full scholarship to City College for this coming fall!\'94
 Mary Louise grinned looking from her mother to her father. Slowly her smile faded as she saw that they weren\rquote t returning her smile or sharing her joy. \'93What\rquote s wrong? I thought you\rquote d be excited for me to get in a year early. It won
\rquote t be free, but almost. I shouldn't have any problem keeping my grades up and I promise I will dedicate myself to doing really well.\'94
\par 
\par \'93Oh dear,\'94 Jeanine murmured softly.
\par 
\par Bob shook his head. \'93I thought we had decided you definitely would wait a year, Mary Louise.\'94
\par 
\par \'93I know, but I talked with a counselor at school, and she found some special scholarships that I could apply for. I only found out today and that\rquote s why I didn\rquote t want to get your hopes up. It\rquote 
s been hard enough on me, trying to keep quiet.\'94
\par 
\par Jeanine patted her daughter\rquote s knee. \'93I\rquote m sure it has, sweetheart. Well, let me tell you the other news first, and then you\rquote ll understand our reactions better. Remember your doctor visit yesterday? You\rquote 
re pregnant, honey! Just a little over two months! Isn\rquote t that exciting?\'94
\par 
\par Mary Louise could hear a rushing in her ears and felt her mother hugging her. She was sure she had not heard correctly. She started shaking her head side to side. This couldn't be true. Surely she would have known\'85her last period\'85Oh God! No!
\par 
\par \'93No!\'94 she shouted out loud, jumping to her feet. \'93No! This can\rquote t be happening to me, not now!\'94
\par 
\par \'93Calm down, Mary Louise,\'94 Bob told his daughter sternly. He\rquote d never been completely comfortable with the idea, but he also knew there was no other answer.
\par 
\par \'93I\rquote m going to college in the fall. I can\rquote t have a baby.\'94
\par 
\par \'93Sit down, Mary Louise,\'94 Jeanine pulled her daughter back down onto the sofa. \'93Of course you can have this precious baby. It\rquote s something all women can do and we\rquote re lucky to be able to do so.\'94
\par 
\par Mary Louise said the dreaded word a moment later. It was something she abhorred philosophically, but when it was staring her in the face\emdash 
\par 
\par \'93Abortion!\'94
\par 
\par \'93Never!\'94 her father shouted.
\par 
\par \'93Certainly not, Mary Louise. How can you even think such a thing?\'94 Her mother reached over and patted her tummy. \'93This is your baby, and our grandbaby. Soon you\rquote ll feel him or her moving and before you know it you\rquote 
ll be nursing the precious bundle of joy.\'94
\par 
\par Mary Louise could feel her dreams slipping through her fingers. She tried one more thing. \'93Adoption?\'94
\par 
\par \'93No!\'94 Jeanine spoke sternly. \'93I suggest you go upstairs and take sometime to thin
k this over. You are a grown up now, Mary Louise. Obviously you made the decision to have unprotected premarital sex. We are not judging you darling, but you have someone else you must put first from now on. You can no longer be so self-centered in your o
utlook. It\rquote s time to plan ahead for the future. Your baby\rquote s needs now come before yours.\'94
\par 
\par \'93And your husband\rquote s, of course,\'94 her father added a moment later.
\par 
\par Mary Louise turned to look at her father. By the look on his face it was obvious that he was not supposed to have said that. Shaking her head, she spoke. \'93I\rquote m not getting married.\'94
\par 
\par \'93Yes, darling, you are, and that\rquote s final. There is no way the Walters-Davis\rquote  heir is being born out of wedlock.\'94 Her mother stood and walked a few feet away.
\par 
\par Her mother\rquote s phrase echoed around in her head and something was trying to make sense in there. \'93It isn\rquote t Rowdy\rquote s baby,\'94 Mary Louise said quickly. \'93It\rquote s a boy I met just once. I don\rquote t even know his last name.\'94

\par 
\par Jeanine laughed harshly. \'93Don\rquote t be ridiculous, sweetheart. Of course it\rquote s Rowdy\rquote s baby and no one else\rquote s. Normally we might be upset for you having anticipated your wedding vows, but when young people are in love\'85
well, we understand.\'94
\par 
\par Okay. Now she knew her parents were certifiably crazy. Rowdy hadn\rquote t contacted her for like six, or was it eight weeks now. No way he loved her. As for her\'85that was something she was not going to deal with.
\par 
\par \'93Now go upstairs,\'94 her mother instructed firmly. \'93And put your books away for the last time and then take a nap. We have a very hectic day tomorrow with your graduation and all. Go on, dear.\'94
\par 
\par 
\par Mary Louise was sure she didn\rquote t sleep one wink last night. She tried to call Karen twice, but her mother said she wasn\rquote t home. She ate breakfast quietly, watching her father read the newspape
r while her mother worked on a list of some sort and fussed about little things. She\rquote d try her friend again mid-morning, she decided.
\par 
\par Her mother had gotten up to refill her father\rquote s coffee cup. On the way back, she stopped behind Mary Louise. A second later she felt her mother\rquote s fingers in her hair. It had grown almost two inches and with a lot of work, she\rquote 
d been able to blow-dry the top almost smooth. Jeanine dragged her fingers through the tangled mess, pulling it out to its full length. By the time she finished, Mary Louise had a three-inch high curly ball encircling her head.
\par 
\par \'93Oh dear. Look at the mess this has gotten into? You should have said something to me, Mary Louise. Well, good thing I booked an appointment with Lou this morning.\'94
\par 
\par Mary Louise froze. \'93Mom, I don\rquote t need a haircut. I\rquote m growing it out.\'94
\par 
\par \'93Don\rquote t be ridiculous, sweetheart. You can\rquote t graduate and everything today, or have pictures taken with that ragamuffin mop. Aunt Lou will tidy you up once again.\'94
\par 
\par \'93My cap won\rquote t fit right if we cut it now!\'94
\par \'93We\rquote ll use a few extra bobby pins. Now where was I on the list\'85oh yes? Bob, remember to get your suit from the dry cleaners this morning. Mary Louise and I have an appointment at the dress shop to get her dress.\'94
\par 
\par \'93I don\rquote t need a dress mom. Everyone dresses casual under their gowns.\'94
\par 
\par Jeanine shook her head. \'93We want you to look extra pretty today. Now you go shower and get dressed. We need to be at Lou\rquote s by eleven.\'94
\par 
\par 
\par She walked into her aunt\rquote s beauty shop a few minutes before eleven. Lou called 
out to have a seat. The place was quite busy, but then it was a Saturday morning and graduation morning as well. There was only one empty chair, so her mother took it and Mary Louise wandered around. She was still thinking that maybe she could convince he
r aunt to spare her hair. It was worth a try. Glancing down the beauty shop, she noticed that one of the chairs was being turned around to face her direction. She gasped as she saw that it was Karen in the chair. 
\par 
\par Tears were running down Karen\rquote s face. Her 
pretty long locks had been cut to a ragged chin length bob. As Mary Louise watched, everything from two inches above her ears was sectioned off and was clamped at the top of her head while clippers were buzzing off all the hair below. God! It so resembled
 her own poodle cut that Mary Louise felt dizzy for a moment.
\par 
\par \'93Mary Louise! Come sit down, dear. There\rquote s a chair free.\'94
\par 
\par In a daze, she turned and walked towards her mother. Sitting down, her gaze went back to Karen. The stylist had cut all the hair now below the two-inch line to almost bald. From this distance, Karen\rquote 
s hair was so light that you couldn't see any stubble. That\rquote s when her mother noticed.
\par 
\par \'93Oh, look, there\rquote s your friend Karen. Ah, I see she\rquote s getting her haircut finally. I\rquote ve spoken with her mother a few times about how nice and easy your cut has been. I wonder if they are going to perm it or not. This is exciting
\emdash watching to see how it shapes up, isn\rquote t it?\'94
\par 
\par Mary Louise thought exciting wasn\rquote t a word she\rquote d use. A few seconds later she saw shaving cr\'e8me applied to Karen\rquote 
s head and all the unseen stubble was removed. Then the clip at the top of her head was released and her hair fell down, nearly concealing the razor\rquote s aftermath. Quickly the stylist combed the hair so carefully that it was all e
venly distributed around her head from the center, and no part. Then just below the newly shaved hairline, she begins to cut again. Without pause, the scissors make a circle of Karen\rquote 
s head. Thick, blunt cut fringe now covers only the top half of her forehead. Then the stylist begins to cut the hair so it is even thicker and rounded as it covers the bald areas. 
\par 
\par To Mary Louise it looks like Karen has a big, blonde bowl on top of her head. The stylist asks Karen to shake her head, and the hair fluffs up more, but still stays neat. Mary Louise realized that her friend\rquote s hair looks like a \'93muffin-top.\'94
 She cringes for the humiliation and embarrassment her dear friend was going to experience.
\par 
\par The cape is removed and Karen stands. Her mother rushes over to feel her baldhead. \'93Oh, it feels so nice. You look sweet, darling, now come on, we have a lot to do!\'94
\par 
\par When Karen and her mother reached them, Karen didn\rquote t meet Mary Louise\rquote s eyes. She didn\rquote t blame her, remembering how she\rquote d felt immediately after her scalping. Mary Louise resolved to call her friend when they got home.
\par 
\par \'93Mary Louise! It\rquote s your turn, dear!\'94
\par 
\par With trepidation much greater than her previous visit she walked slowly to her fate. Seated once more in her aunt\rquote s chair, her mother and aunt discussed her hair. 
\par 
\par \'93The curl didn\rquote t hold like I thought it would, Jeanine. It should have been tight enough so that it couldn't be blown straight. I think we should try something else.\'94
\par 
\par \'93A different cut? Shorter? Bob mentioned something called a man\rquote s flattop. He told me it would be shorter on the sides and back, tapered up, and then perfectly flat and box-shaped on top.\'94
\par 
\par \'93Well, that is an option. It certainly isn\rquote t a very feminine cut, especially if you put in the landing strip.\'94
\par 
\par \'93What is that, Lou?\'94
\par 
\par Lou motioned with her hands on Mary Louise\rquote s head. \'93
This is all flat, usually only one-fourth to half an inch maximum length across the top, forehead to top. Then you run the clippers in the center, straight back. Some even shave the landing strip. It can be wider, 
leaving only a horseshoe semblance of hair along the outer edges.\'94
\par 
\par Mary Louise felt her heart stop. Surely they couldn't cut her hair like that. She might as well be bald!
\par 
\par \'93But Jeanine, I was thinking more along the lines of a different perm solution, and perhaps going half-inch shorter. I have a newer one. Sometimes a perm doesn\rquote 
t take at all on virgin hair like hers, which has never been colored or treated in any way. But this second one should be fine. Oh, and I checked with the manufacturer, it\rquote s perfectly safe to use, at this time.\'94
\par 
\par Her one hope of escaping another deadly perm just died. It wasn\rquote t fair. That didn\rquote t seem to matter and within a few seconds, her hair was flying all over the place as her aunt cut. The clippers roared to life, and zoomed 
up and down. Then came the smaller size one, tapering the hair quite short. Next the scissors cut the rag mop on top back down to two inches, followed by the perm rods. Her aunt was quite pleased to announce she had brand new ones, the tiniest size yet.

\par 
\par \'93It is guaranteed to make the smallest curl possible! It narrows in the center, see,\'94 Her aunt announced with glee, holding one up.
\par 
\par Jeanine helped with the papers and in record time her hair was wrapped and solution drenching it all. Cotton wool, some rods
 for keep the curlers straight, plastic covering everything and heat completed the set-up, and then she was left to cook, so to speak. Over and over she kept replaying the scene with her parents. Pregnant. Aunt Lou obviously knew, so she had to guess othe
r family members knew. The more who knew the worse it would be when she\emdash 
\par 
\par What? What could she possibly do?
\par 
\par Slowly she thought back over the last two months, and specifically the last weeks. She had never missed her period before so it surprised her that s
he had not noticed. Her breasts had seemed bigger and definitely more tender, with the nipples constantly hard. Since she seemed to be aroused a lot of the time, she had explained that away. It didn\rquote 
t help allay the arousal, but several times, late at night, she put her hand between her legs and touched herself like Rowdy had.
\par 
\par Before too long, she was rinsed and cut to her former short glory. One inch long hair curled back on itself in half-inch curls, topping a \'93short back and sides\'94 her aunt called the c
hange she made to the lower cut. The cape was removed, and she thought she was done.
\par 
\par \'93No, Mary Louise. We need to shave, remember.\'94
\par 
\par Immediately she was aware of people around turning to see who in the world would shave anything on their head in a beauty 
salon. Her aunt carefully applied the hot lather and shaved up an inch across the nape and sides, including over her ears, and temple area. Next her aunt whisked away with a brush like they did with a man\rquote s cut, applying powder to the shaven area. 

\par 
\par Feeling embarrassed, humiliated at her haircut and feeling as if everyone was staring, she walked out of the salon with her mother while her aunt called out she\rquote d see them later and good luck.
\par 
\par 
\par The dress didn\rquote t surprise Mary Louise, although the color did. It w
as almost white, except in some light it was the palest, pearl pink material, and it was silky and draped to every curve. It had the usual collar; short sleeves, not puffed this time, and was high waisted, ending just below her knees. Back home her mother
 showed her the new matching flat shoes, anklets and panties.
\par 
\par \'93Mom? I really think I should wear a bra,\'94 Mary Louise told her mother as she looked at the clothes.
\par 
\par \'93You don\rquote t have any dear that would fit. You\rquote ve gotten quite a bit bigger since the last bra you did wear. None of mine would fit, sweetheart, because I wear a B cup. I\rquote m only guessing, yet I\rquote 
m sure you are at least a D cup. Of course I\rquote ll be buying you some nursing bras before too much longer. You\rquote ll start wearing one around the eighth or ninth month, depending.\'94
\par 
\par \'93Depending on what?\'94
\par 
\par \'93Leakage, darling. You\rquote ll probably need some pads to absorb the wetness. When I was pregnant with you, I could actually express milk from my breasts during the entire last month. Now you get your shower and don\rquote t get your hair wet. I
\rquote ll be back once I\rquote ve gotten dressed and made sure that your father is presentable. Then we\rquote ll do the graduation and have the celebration dinner afterwards.\'94
\par \'93All right Mom,\'94 Mary Louise told her quietly. It all sounded so normal. Except
 for the horror of the breast pads and leaking. She couldn't imagine how awful it would be if she started to drip breast milk, especially wearing dresses like this. It would be stuck to her breasts and her nipples, and the material was not at all absorben
t. Shaking her head she went into the shower.
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Mary Louise finished before her mother came back, and after fixing her makeup, applying very little, she went downstairs. Coming around the corner to the living room she stopped abruptly. Seated on the so
fa was Rowdy Davis. He seemed relaxed, leaning forward with his forearms resting on his thighs, but something in the set of his jaw said otherwise.
\par 
\par For a moment she was struck by how good-looking he was. That was something she\rquote d not really cared that much
 about previously, she realized. Rowdy was handsome and very muscular and well built. He was the kind of guy most girls wanted to date. His hair seemed a little longer, maybe a little darker, and fell forward onto his forehead. She must have made a noise 
because he suddenly looked up and saw her. He jumped to his feet.
\par 
\par \'93Mary Louise, hello. I didn\rquote t hear you.\'94
\par 
\par \'93That\rquote s okay. You can sit down. Uhm, what are you doing here?\'94 she hoped her nervousness didn\rquote t show. Abruptly she realized there was one last hope for her dreams of college. She waited tensely for him to answer.
\par 
\par \'93I\rquote m riding to your graduation with you and your folks.\'94
\par 
\par \'93I didn\rquote t invite\emdash \'94
\par 
\par \'93I know, but your parents did. My parents are going separately, and bringing Aunt Lily.\'94
\par 
\par Mary Louise couldn't say for sure, but she thought Rowdy seemed a little nervous. \'93Why are your parents coming? They hardly know me. Is there someone in the class they know?\'94
\par 
\par \'93No, it\rquote s because of you.\'94 He smiled and looked for a moment like he had the first time she\rquote d met him. \'93You look very pretty. That\rquote s a different kind of dress isn\rquote t it?\'94
\par Mary Louise felt herself flush at the question. She had made the same observation, and her mother had pointed out that it was technically her first maternity dress. Since it was high waist
ed, it already had some room for her burgeoning belly. Now, Mary Louise just barely stammered a reply. \'93Yeah, just a little. Uhm, you really don\rquote t need to come to this. It\rquote s going to be boring.\'94
\par 
\par \'93No, it will be fine. One of those once in a lifetime things,\'94 he grinned but Mary Louise got a sinking feeling that for her it most likely would be her only graduation. \'93So how did the last few weeks of school go?\'94
\par 
\par Mary Louise moved towards him, but sat in a chair so he couldn't get beside her. \'93The usual, but my grades didn\rquote t drop. I won a scholarship to City College.\'94
 She threw the fact out to test his reaction. So far it looked like nothing had changed since she\rquote d last seen him.
\par 
\par \'93Wow! You must have had great grades to get that.\'94
\par 
\par \'93Sort of, although it isn\rquote t\'85where did you go?\'94
\par 
\par \'93Stanford for my undergraduate and then to Harvard Business School for my masters\rquote  degree.\'94
\par 
\par \'93Oh, I see. Very good schools in comparison to poor little City College.\'94
\par 
\par \'93An education is what you put into it, not what they shove at you.\'94 Rowdy added quickly.
\par 
\par Mary Louise was surprised that he said that. It didn\rquote t fit her image of him. \'93Well, I like to learn. When I was little, I was often in my dad\rquote s study, pulling out the encyclopedias. First I just looked at the pictures and then I started
 reading them. Once I finished the World Book my parents\rquote  bought me the Britannica. It wasn\rquote t until I was in high school that I realized what a truly wonderful present that had been.\'94
\par 
\par She looked up from her hands, which she\rquote d been clasping and unclasping in her lap. Rowdy was staring at her. He didn\rquote 
t turn away either, not right away. It was the sound of footfalls on the stairs that made them both look away. A few seconds later, Jeanine entered the living room.
\par 
\par \'93Here you are, Mary Louise! I\rquote m sorry it took me so long to get ready, sweetheart. But you look lovely dear. Don\rquote t you think she looks nice, Rowdy? Positively glowing!\'94
\par 
\par Mary Louise flushed at the blatant delving for compliments by her mother.
\par 
\par \'93Yes, Mrs. Walters, Mary Louise does look beautiful, in fact.\'94
\par 
\par Mary Louise thought she heard something strange in his voice, but she pushed it away. She didn\rquote t want to have kindly thoughts or feelings about Rowdy right now. She needed to know how much he knew and if she could convince him to refuse to marry h
er, no matter what anyone said, or threatened. If only\'85her hopes began to lift.
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Mary Louise threaded her way through the throng of her fellow soon-to-be graduates, looking for Karen. She already had her gown on, and her cap had been assiduously pinned to her hair by both her mother and Aunt Lou. Finally, she saw.
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\par Karen was seated away from the others, staring down at her cap. She didn\rquote t notice Mary Louise until she tapped the cap on her friend\rquote s head. Karen\rquote s head jerked up and there was no missing the tears on her friend\rquote s face.
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\par \'93What\rquote s wrong, Karen?\'94 Mary Louise asked instantly, sitting down beside her. Reaching into the pocket of her gown she pulled out a few of the tissues her mother had pushed in a short time earlier.
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\par \'93Everything, damn it all!\'94
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\par Mary Louise moved back a little, shocked at her friend\rquote s words. She never cursed, or hardly ever. \'93What is it? You can tell me.\'94
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\par \'93Can I? Would you tell me everything? Even if it was a dark, dirty little secret?\'94
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\par Mary Louise paused at her friend\rquote s onslaught. She started to say yes, but she had not yet told Karen either of her news. But then she\rquote d tried to contact her. Nodding her head, she spoke. \'93
I tried to call you. I called twice last evening and again this morning. Your mom said you were out.\'94
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\par Karen looked surprised. \'93I was home, but under house arrest.\'94
\par \'93Sounds like me. I\rquote ll go first I guess. I won the City College scholarship.\'94
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\par Karen yelped and hugged Mary Louise. \'93That is fantastic. You won\rquote t have to wait. I am so happy for you.\'94
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\par Mary Louise shook her head side to side. \'93Don\rquote t be because I can\rquote t accept it. I\rquote m pregnant. My parents refuse to consider the alternatives and insist I get married to avoid any scandal.\'94
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\par Karen\rquote s face changed slowly. \'93Oh no! Me too. I just found out yesterday morning. That\rquote s why I wasn\rquote 
t on the bus. My parents are demanding I marry Donny and not go away to school in the fall. They were horrified at the mention of abortion and acted like I\rquote d gone insane when I suggested adoption.\'94
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\par \'93What about Donny?\'94
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\par \'93I\rquote ve only talked to him for a few minutes. His dad has gotten him a job on the line already, and my folks are going to convert the big room over the garage into an apartment for us.\'94
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\par \'93Geez, sounds like its all planned out doesn\rquote t it?\'94
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\par \'93And you?\'94 Karen asked.
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\par \'93Rowdy suddenly appeared this afternoon in our living room. Said he\rquote d been invited to my graduation by my parents, but he never mentioned anything else. I\rquote 
m hopeful I can talk him into refusing to marry me. Then my parents would have to see my way.\'94
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\par \'93You know what I think, Mary Louise?\'94
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\par \'93No, Karen, what?\'94
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\par \'93That night in the Davis\rquote  sports utility vehicle\'85we both did more than get royally screwed! We fucked up our entire lives!\'94
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\par Both girls cried and laughed as they hugged each other.
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