Generation Sex

by Merrill Black • Member { View Profile }

As much as I value these renewed connections, I break out in a sweat thinking about games with “dirty dice” with the girls who used to skulk across my living room barely making eye contact, who are now married to the boys who used to take my car for joyrides and return it “secretly” with the grill packed with mud. I think I’ll send regrets and just visit the next time I’m home. Maybe I’ll bring a batch of cookies, just to remind us both of who is who and what is what.


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