There was a girl back in school that was invited to every party. She was always the one you would find up in one of the bedrooms with the boys lining up to take a turn. The same girl has recently moved into my street, right across the road from me. She is married now and I see her kiss her new husband goodbye as he leaves for work.
She has seen me and knows that I know everything about her. I wonder if she has told her husband what a s*** she used to be. Perhaps I should call and visit to see if she is still up for a good time.