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A couple weeks later I was out with my best friend at the time who was nicknamed Roach. I've long forgotten the history behind the nickname. It was daytime... probably Saturday afternoon when we saw Linda and a friend walking along the street. We stopped and talked. Linda was about 5'6' and moderately heavy. Her friend, Connie, was about 5'3" with long brown hair, very slim and very cute. The two girls got in the car fun teen chat us... Linda in front with me... Connie in back with Roach. I remember being kind of jealous as Connie was by far the better looking girl. At the time though I was not going to argue with what promised to be a sure thing.
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