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		<description><![CDATA[Being the shy and timid girl that I was it was hard to believe that Ron the captain of the football team would be interested in me. Not that I am not attractive I just never would flaunt it around like the other girls they were whores. They dated boys and got flowers and rides [...]]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;So tell me about that dream&#8230;!&#8221; he said as he roughly pushed me into position, on my knees, hands behind my back.
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