[Rally]

My second crush (not counting Sister Rita who I still believe wonders about me to this day) was a girl in 7th grade named Claudette.  Her sensuous name may have had something to do with it but more likely the fact that she developed earlier than other girls in the class, her mother was late telling her to wear a bra, and she leaned over me one day in class and I got a look.  I went immediately to confession, the priest made a strange noise than I am sure was just a coughing fit and told me to say 10 Hail Marys and go home and take a shower.  Never saw her again.


I had 3 younger brothers who scrutinized my every move and a father who ridiculed any interest in girls so hid this until today.  You guys are cheaper than therapy . . . And better :)

[Rally]

My second crush (not counting Sister Rita who I still believe wonders about me to this day) was a girl in 7th grade named Claudette.  Her sensuous name may have had something to do with it but more likely the fact that she developed earlier than other girls in the class, her mother was late telling her to wear a bra, and she leaned over me one day in class and I got a look.  I went immediately to confession, the priest made a strange noise than I am sure was just a coughing fit and told me to say 10 Hail Marys and go home and take a shower.  Never saw her again.


I had 3 younger brothers who scrutinized my every move and a father who ridiculed any interest in girls so hid this until today.  You guys are cheaper than therapy . . . And better :)