Fridays at school I would get depressed because it would be three long nights before I'd see her face again. This is what the world looked like to me from my bed when I laid awake thinking of Stacy's sweet smile and green eyes and white tights and pink headband.

[the world from my bed]

Like I said, I was too young to even think about sex, so it was all kind of pointless. If I was a few years older I would have jerked off and then at least there would have been some kind of climax. But this was like an energy that just accelerated and never ramped down.

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