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Originally Posted by p1l0t
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Now, THAT reminds me of the time, back in the early 60s, when me and my two buddies drove to California from Ohio, for a post HS grad vacation.
We stopped in to visit some friends of my parents (maybe they were cousins - didn't matter back then) who lived in Pasadena.
They had two fine looking blonde, daughters. My one buddy latched onto the older one and she took him a ride in her MG-Midget. My other buddy disappeared on the other side of the pool with the younger one.
Then their mom walked by their pool in her bikini and motioned to come into the house with her. What could this ol farm boy do? What COULD I do??
I followed her into the house …. where she had me help her fix snacks for "the kids".
Iffen ol @
Tcoat don't come back soon, hard telling how many times I will tell this story ..
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