Vicky

Vicky was a high school friend of my sister Valerie. I remember first wanting her back when we were kids & she & my sister were attending a Catholic school. I can still see Vicky in her plaid skirt & kneehighs. Years later, at the wedding of my eldest sister Seana, Vicky had been hitting on me, but, as she was married, & her husband & kids were there, nothing happened.

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