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Rising Like The Tidethis story is part of the FanClub (fm:exhibitionism, 2350 words)

Author: Exakta66 Picture in profile
Added: Feb 25 2010Views / Reads: 587 / 431 [73%]Story vote: 8.50 (2 votes)
The second in a series told from the point of view of my older friend Gary...
 


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The summer of 1966 rolled around like any other year in sleepy, small town Pennsylvania. While most of the town's residents may not have even noticed, things were actually going pretty good for me. I had graduated high school, I still had my job in my friend's father's shop doing basic machine shop work, I still had my '61 Impala SS and most importantly, I was still going out with Debbie.

Debbie and I were both 18 now, which meant that even though we were not old enough to drink in Pennsylvania where the drinking age was still 21, we could trek out on occasion to Staten Island or even Manhattan and enjoy the vast array of clubs. You could say we were both really enjoying our newfound freedom and mobility. The other thing we liked to do in the summer, was to head out to the New Jersey shore. There was a small, relatively secluded section near Sandy Hook that we felt we had "discovered." There never seemed to be anyone else around and we often made full use of our relative privacy.

One particular outing I recall quite vividly. I had washed and Simonized the white Impala that morning. I drove to pick Debbie up at her house shortly before noon. I pulled up to Debbie's house, or should I say rumbled up, as the car now had headers and glass-pack mufflers. I parked and went up and knocked on her door.

Debbie answered the door wearing a rather sheer beach cover-up which barely concealed the white two-piece swimsuit underneath. She looked ...

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