Kelly is the belle of the ball and a fuck queen afterwards.
It was May of 1976. Kelly and I were going to prom, our first formal dance together. From a sexual standpoint, the seventies were perhaps the greatest time in recent history to be a teenager. The pill existed, AIDS did not, women had burned their bras, the counterculture had loosened the nation’s morals, the drinking age was eighteen, cars were still large enough to fuck in, there was no...Read On