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You were his first boyfriend, after he outed

himself to the wrath of the coaching staff that

expelled him from the team he had led for two

years, and stripped him of his varsity letters:

"That shoulder length hair

"was bad enough---but now a defiant queer?"

The schoolboard has informed him in writing---no

tickets to the Homecoming Dance or Senior

Prom; and he would be well advised to seek some

kind of counseling.

Tonight is your first date with him after he

asked you out.  He arrives, wearing a tailored

white dinner jacket over a beige, sleeveless

mesh tee; new, straight-leg jeans, an inch too long; and

his bare feet grass-stained.

In this too small town, too many people will

have too much to say too often; and prudes and

haters will seek, and fail to, harm the both of

you---after our c.b. channel twenty-two

welcomes you as a

couple, in the vicinity around that

major intersection, I-Seventy and

I-Seventyfive.  He will never like shoes,

nor ever betray your Love; even now, still

a couple, steadfast.

Starwardist