I thought back on all of my misadventures: sledding accidents in the snow on not-so-safe hills, tackling one another on concrete while playing street football, crashing into a glass table…
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I thought back on all of my misadventures: sledding accidents in the snow on not-so-safe hills, tackling one another on concrete while playing street football, crashing into a glass table…
You know, for years, women have told me that they found my naivete amusing, charming in some cases. I think it caused me to miss out on several opportunities.
As time passed, small conversations developed throughout the encampment to help wile away the time. Having conjured a few laughs, I drew a small crowd of my own followers, which soon included the cute mystery girl…
Reaching out again, I looked at the young lady who appeared to be the shyest of the group, almost lost in her drink.
“Come on and do this with me, since your friend here obviously can’t dance…”
When they told me they had something special waiting for me at the next spot I cocked my head in curiosity, wondering how they could outdo the first and second adventures.
Juan looked at the rows below before we both turned our heads around to see everyone behind us, just as the house lights dimmed. Nothing but teenage girls…