"I was titillated by the sleaziness of what I was about to do…"
I was already drunk and on my way to maudlin at my ten-year high school reunion in Buffalo, when I decided having sex with David Kay might cheer me up. Because our last names were next to each other in the alphabet, our lockers were adjacent throughout middle school. I'd had a huge crush on him when I was twelve. David was the reason I joined ski club, even though I hate the cold and am terrified of skiing. In seventh grade, he had big jug ears, an endearingly goofy grin, and huge brown eyes. He grew a foot in high school, but otherwise stayed exactly the same. He liked to tease people, but his teasing was more often affectionate than cruel, and he laughed at my jokes. He was smart but lazy, the kind of kid who scores high on his SATs but only works hard enough to maintain a low B average. As far as I could tell from our limited interactions at the reunion, he hadn't changed much in the decade since we'd graduated.
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