jeffy72
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I was thinking this morning about a memory of walking home in the rain. It was pouring down, coming down in sheets, and I was soaked through, so was everyone. I wasn't feeling happy, but one girl was, she was dancing in the rain, spinning around and giggling. She would kneel down in the gutter so that the rushing water would run up her legs splashing over her breasts. Seeing her having fun didn't raise my spirits back then, but thinking about it know makes me smile.