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Remember highschool, the guy in the last bench, who always talked about sex, and was one barrel filled with hormones, ready to explode? That was me. I was seated next to the most uptight girl, who was as attractive as a leper. After three months, I started to get used to her looks. After sex months she hit me on the head with her diary because I couldn’t stop fondling her. Didn’t fase me one bit.